This is not about war!

This is not about war!
This is not about our leaders, teachers, preachers
Those charged with our lives.
No not our lives, at least not all.
Though some have chosen to give life,
and others were simply chosen
without a choice
Not given a voice
But we all have a voice
or so they say.
I say we need to speak up
but you don't hear me.
Can you hear me?

This is about change!
The currency of alteration.
The sense of insurrectionary tender,
pressed by minds of altruistic men
and disbursed by the fearless.
Well not fearless,
for they are the ones who fear the extant of contented prevalence.
This raze of profitable advance.
So we must make a stand!
But who will stand to gain from such a stand?
And at what cost?
For the roots of evil will bear the fruit our ascent,
and hypocrisy will fuel our struggle.

This is about revolution!
A siege of restitution
for souls misled,
innocent blood shed,
poverty unfed,
and hope left for dead.
Wake up!,
its all in your head.
Planted with the seed of sentience.
Pregnant with obligation.
Birthed and raised by imperious action
because father time and mother earth are mortal.
And though we are eternal,
we must act now!

This is about you and me!
This promised land of promise
not given to us for free.
We must take back what is ours!
But it was never ours,
and if it were,
could we bear the weight of its burden?
Or are we just as weak,
strong only in our speech?
Damn, listen to me.
Maybe I should quiet
and listen to He,
because only in death will we truly be free.

This is not about war!
This is about the battle within!
This is about....what you make of it!