Proud And Quick To Articulate It

So proud they are.
Bold and unaware yet protective.
Of the one they follow behind blindly.
One who has declared an ability,
Although unproven...
And left suspected to question,
To be a genius and alone capable,
Of having skills to heal, mend and fix...
All things broken.
Quicker than a bat of an eye.
And faster than superman fictioned to do it.
Stop! In mid-flight. And seek out culprits,
With precision x-ray vision.

Leaving many following along,
Blindly and convinced...
They have not been used,
To be made into fools.

Yet...
Participating they will And choose to continue,
in the belief to accept...
Any cesspool known to collect waste,
As an actual place where all rainbows end.
In which there they will find,
Not only a pot of gold.
But also,
Their names engraved on separate pots.
With this achieved to see and it proven,
Doubters of such power are the ones...
Of true idiotic stupid beliefs.
Especially to dispute what has been told,
By a leader whose honesty is as pure...
As pure,
Well...
As pure as one is bold enough,
To tell lies sold.

And this,
Fools...
Who are made to stay that way,
Accept and believe themselves to be...
More intelligent than any other human being.

And...
Have themselves become quick to defend,
And articulate...
Just what it is their chosen leader,
Expects for them to do.
To comprehend and understand.
Without a word heard or hear spoken.
Yet will move approvingly,
As devoted and programmed...
To understand robots.

Regardless if no rainbows are around.
Sun up or Sun down.
And every cesspool they visit,
Smells as if a dumping ground for B.S.
Remain they will stay loyal.
No matter if their leader to obey and follow,
Suggested to recommend...
Pudding to discover delicious,
Must first be tested by the taste of it!