Don't Piss on my Back ( and Call it Rain)...

Society's Pyramid;

the establishment of Castes,

learning to
 Run with The Pack,

these Monuments to ourselves

designed by the Ruling Elite

but built by the bent back

and sweat of the Masses,

tossed a bone,

a scrap from The Feast,

almost as a second thought

and expected to be grateful,

Good Dogs,
 happy to serve

at their Master's feet,

willing to accept less

as if it is all they deserve

was just enough to get by...

How could anyone at either end
of this Grand Design,
this skewed Equation
believe any Man
with Heart and Soul
would blindly accept such control,
be content with this
uneven situation,
this separation;
for the Soul of Man
instinctively reaches higher
and in trying to quench the Fire
the smoke only rises higher,
a Warning,
that the Desire
for Equality of Privilege
will surely bring yet
another Empire
to Ultimate Ruin...
March 17, 2015