Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

how did the lunatics gain control of the asylum
they made the asylum and then made up insanity
they said let us build a place to keep everybody
stark raving mad, then we will invent the ultimate
bogey man, we will have the good god and the bad
god and we will pretend that the good god is the
bad good, and the humans will not know up
from down, first we will have kings the we will
have presidents, and we will have theater
and circus, and the inmates will applaud
and we will let them dress up as devils or angels
and one day the head of the asylum
will tell us the end of the world is near
so take your meds and drink the cool aid
and will watch you when you get naked
and that is how the lunatics run the asylum

the head of the asylum wears a hat that
looks like a fish, you might call him the
wizard of oz, but he calls himself Pope
funny how the word pope looks like poet
but if you really think about it
the real creator of the multiverse
would have to be more like a poet
then a wizard or a pope, a pope is just a toady
in a big hat, surrounded by lots of other toadies

this toad in a fish hat with his iron vestments
is now a Jesuit these guys run the joint
everything that is horrible in history
they are behind, they want to keep us in a blind
alley, they have a grand plan for us humans
forget the pope we need a poet

Yeah, it's strange what Christianity became after it took hold and gained power in Rome and then Europe over many centuries, going from persecuted to a power-hungry, dogmatic authoritarian hierarchical structure (that splintered into many sub-structures). Pretty crazy. Toady in a big (fish) hat . . . Who does he think he is? Dunno...

It appears that the plan is to make a one world religion, including baptising aliens.
The thing is what is really going on under the Vatican, not a holy picture. Thus the toady in a fish hat.

We need a poet

Amen

This "democracy" thing is getting laughable, though a worthy idea like how many angels on the head of a pin and what do I know? Centuries to wade and wander through and still no answer yet religion seems on its last legs, but you know it will do damage before it yields power. The Vatican seems more like a museum with each year, some sort of distant curio shop of cosmos, a short stopover in the grind, but what do I know?

in the end, they all flew over the cuckoo's nest....and there was, no more

You have caught it well in theme and poem.