control is uncontrolled

All people on Earth are like rotating mirrors,
absorbing reality and throwing it years.
People change the light to the way which they see,
ignoring the truth and not setting free.

False truth is now spreading throughout,
with pureness gone and knowledge left out.
How can one change and step through the door,
with their windows closed and not looking for more?

In this time with values unseen,
minds are poisoned, surely not clean.
Control is uncontrolled, black is now white.
Good is leaving and arriving is night.