Black Water

I am loathing the ones who manipulate time
Hate with such bitterness, calling it mine
Water or land, the land is denial
Falsified trust in a poison-soaked phial
Created by titans, not of the gods
With pieces of knowledge, acting like clods
Never to trust them by land or by sea
This state of our consciousness, never to be
Walking away, knowing I'm right
About what must be done, though you'll put up a fight
I'll cross over borders, the ones we have drawn
You'll never once miss me, for I won't be gone
The plans you have made and things that you know
Created so loudly, as if built for show
Your options there, the ones that will fail
Because you display them like flags on a sail