Little People – a poem about……..
Dictate to me one last time, I dare you!
I will not remain silent, or conform to your every whim, neither will I ‘put up’ or ‘shut up’ and allow you to begin domination of those who you consider an underling.
I WILL fight back!
Against your oppression, that fuels my depression and whilst I wish not for aggression, I will speak forth, to enable progression.
But, I am like many. One of the little people, here to provide and yet you retain the power to decide, if what I do is good enough, whilst I cling to my pride.
It’s all I have left!
Nothing more can I give, in this world, you insist that I live, because you won’t shed a tear, when my end becomes near, and I simply cannot be.
Let me, be me.