Perspective

Abroad you see class war and you call it noble
While in your front garden,  children are starved
A government wages war on its own people
Dehumanising, dividing, society scarred
You talk a good game,  but you won't raise a finger
You call out for justice,  but won't take up arms
You bicker and slander and join in division
It's easier to do that - fighting is hard
But soon you'll be caught out by those who are watching
The won't's will be toppled for those who are will's
The folk on the bottom can't handle this pressure
They will rise up and resolve all their ills.