Politically Poetic

Half a bottle of Jose Cuervo spawned this political endeavor... Thanks for any critiques

Social sedation predating revelations of ancients,
Mind your mind, it's left to those in control, patrons of hatred.
With a senseless expression, disregard for a nation,
I pray for the day when I can breathe as truth's manifestation.

Our distractions are of a devilish infraction,
Completely competent in the destruction of unconstructed cooperation,
A puppeteer reigning over a demographic infatuated with imitation,
Your stacks of cash?
False representation of economic saturation,
Legal tender backed by a indentured lender,

So keep on stockpiling ‘cause your day will come
Climbing from an inferno, I know how it's done
The promise of a revolution that humbled one.