Humans Are Definitely a Funny Old Lot
Humans are definitely a funny old lot
there are billions and billions of us
but a handful of old white-heads are deciding what’s what
this handful of old white-heads who rule and reign
decide for us what it is we can do, what it is we can say
where it is we can go, what it is we can wear
who we can marry, to whom we can pray
they promulgate our laws, our rules, our boundaries and learning
imprisoning and fining us if we dare disobey
yet render themselves completely immune to all proclamations
bribing and lying when they go astray
they pay themselves obscene sums of money
for keeping us subservient and firmly on track
yet they tax us for this and they tax us for that
ensuring that most of our pay-checks are given straight back
safely ensconced in his citadel of power
a single old white-head
stroking his ego and thumping his chest can make a decision
that leaves thousands and thousands of us brutally dead
I do not understand, it is beyond my ken
how is it possible, how can it be, that only one
of our billions and billions
can cause so much pain and can get so much done
so, I say once again
humans are definitely a funny old lot
there are billions and billions of us
but a handful of old white-heads are deciding what’s what.
Copyright © Rory Galbraith | Year Posted 2023
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