Kingdom of faint hearts...

Kingdom of the faint hearts…

We stand and guard their castles rocks and ermine,
when in truth we should be rid of our vermin.

Who would watch while others,
do their labour.
ungracious to the living,
they feel beneath their reign.
And robe their selves in best,
of all they favour.
regardless of the cost,
and so immune,
to whoever it may pain.
 
Do we need their lead,
have we not sense or eyes.
And in doing their deed,
make more the offence,
and give life,
to their lies.

Was we born to live,
or be ruled,
with iron rod.
Can we not forgive,
the fool,
that cast our shackles,
and shoes,
that their horse is shod.

We rely on each other,
in our real,
times of need.
We are not their brother,
they only deal,
to the highest of breed.

So now give voice to liberty,
and cease living a life,
ruled by pedigree.