If I can only write once

I better make it count

Should I list of the things I must say?

For it would be quite large amount

 

Because I say enough with the homeless

The hungry, the cruel.

Is it really necessary for society

to have so many rules?

 

Because I would think

Maybe oppression leads to rebellion

And that, essentially, rules give rise

To angry, vengeful hellions.

 

Because I would feel

What we all have felt:

The need to conquer

Things left undealt

 

Because I would do

What has probably be been done before.

Some unoriginal way to protest,

To be silent, to understand no more.

 

And yet I wonder,

Of all the things to write…

Why am I drawn to the problems of the society

And their helpless plights?

 

And yet I wonder,

How am I to stand strong and be heard?

When it seems at times,

I am at a loss for words.

 

If I only write once,

There is only one thing I’d say:

Fight for what you believe in,

Don’t let yourself fade away.