hinting not anymore....

Life is a conundrum,
filled with rhetoric.
Beyond unknown,
The present unclear.
What lies in wait,
Is an unanswered puzzle.
Solving it improbable,
Piecing it insequential.
So what then answers it,
Those are the hints,
Waiting to be found.
Where it lies,
A few know,
Those that seemingly
walk in the light.
Do hardly register it.
Those that tread in between,
what is light and dark.
Spot the clues right in front.
Those are the ones,
Mocked on by the mob.
The ordinary people,
Who are the be all and end all.
The sanctimonious idiots,
The ignoramus herd,
who supposedly yield the power.
No matter how weak they are,
Their nemesis awaits in shadows,
Waiting on the right time,
To spin the magic yarn
Of reality in doses.
To make them realize,
Who is in charge!
The pieces of the puzzle,
Then fall together,
Revealing the beauty
That is a sight for
The unwavering eye
of the unique visionaries.
Who actually make a difference,
To this world and its people.
Assuring a safe hope in place,
and a peaceful beginning
To an end of all things bad.
So hang on till the pieces,
Fall in place of the puzzle.
Because hinting not anymore
is the best way to go.