Skating upon Saturns rings,poem for a contest

What’s to love about skating? Maybe it’s the feeling of being as free as having wings? Escaping the world that held’s the blades of ancient kings The norm that causes the destruction of art And the deterioration of mankind’s heart What’s so wrong with skating upon Saturns rings? Wishing for something without the feeling of being tied to strings There’s so much tyranny and irony in the world So much people fighting for rights and to be heard There’s so much greed So what’s so wrong to want to skate upon Saturns rings?