I’m No Rebel

I’m no rebel I have no cause,
it’s just my pen and I against
archaic laws.
Written by ancients a thousand
years hence, these laws are trite,
Insignificant, make no common
sense.
Here we are in our world today
fast moving unjust, still
the same sorts in charge, greedy
fat pigs fit to bust.

They use these laws for themselves
to create more wealth, keeping
a heel on our throats by destroying
our national health.
Here I go throwing myself into bed
again with team humanity,
sometimes it's quite a bind.
But it’s not that much of a calamity,
for they're really just here in my mind.

Why do others not think our way, with
compassion for man, tempered in steel.
Surely this is not unique to poets per se,
or do we find it hard to live in the real.
No I’m no rebel I just want a fair share
for all, this can’t be to ridiculous an ask.
I’d love to attend a well fed warm hearted
commoners ball, perhaps then in tepid
satisfaction I could bask.

What do you think, will it change
can we sit at a feast while our
planet spins, I guess you might find
it kind of strange, not knowing
the etiquette of cutlery, for our sins.