Rebel With a Cause

I am a rebel against torture I am a rebel against pain I seek an end to hunger I seek an end to the shame The shame that comes from knowing all those children die without water all those children die without names all those children die from war Why do men play their vicious games why do those men pretend to serve God when all they want is power over others when all they see is the red mist of blood I am a rebel against politics I am a rebel against greed I seek an end to robbery I seek new ways to succeed The needs of my child are sated The needs of many more are not All children were born equal All should be safe, not shot Why do we buy the rubbish we then litter all around why do we let the merchants pollute us with the sound The sound of quick hard sell words the sound that masks whats real the sound of till drawers opening the sound as they thus steal They steal our childrens futures They hide the urgent needs to come They want to keep our eyes closed They want us to stay mum Rebel against their cruel ways Rebel against their future theft Rebel until they come to listen Rebel until we do our best The best is not to squander The best does not spoil the land The best is taking care of all The best is to make them understand I am a rebel - with a cause... ©Rhumour August 11th 2010