A Change Is In Order

Now etched in the sands of time, Each nation shares its story. Page by page would tell the tale, Of apathy, shame, and glory. Amid peacetime and bloody tides, The molten metal molded. To arm the armies for the wars, And the horrors they unfolded. The regimes that were toppled, Just to rise back up again. The efforts of the madmen, To conceal their mortal sin. The common clave who bent their backs, Always caught up in the middle. The mysteries that left them blind, Would attempt to solve the riddle. It kept the mass majority, At the mercy of the wealthy. To put a yoke around the necks, Of the strong and the unhealthy. Justified by money monsters, Though their tactics seem so strange. All those who care needs to rise, And help lead a wordly change.