The New Rules Will Rule Poem by Piscine Kipling

The new rules rule, as boys replace men, old days washed away
Generation now knows how, to say what they don't want us to say
Follow our new way, we chant at their dismay
Today we remake what we grew up in, they will fade but first they must repent
Casted into the abyss, nothing for us to lose, it will only be their miss

They lost their chance to cement, dogmas of yore that made us bored
Toppled by a mass, full of force and fright, drawing upon the discord of the night

Marching untried, lighting the fires that will burn for the entire
Duration of our existence, as long as our spirit keeps its mission
Skulls smashing with steel poles, our fears drowned out by the loud cheers
Unified by a godless nothing, in love with our own crushing

Breaking the backs of order, with utter insanity we're on the border
Hammer down the groomed and suited clowns mocking us, the biting hounds

Outpouring our anger into the streets, perfect strangers united to beat
A system alienating the youth, we know we can create our own truths

Cast into history will be this day, finally our misery will be repaid
Heroes we will be lauded, cleansing our community of what was rotted

Oppressors and bystanders will lose, we the usurpers will choose
How it is to be done, the spoils of all this empty fun
Inheriting wills and minds, of the people once filled with lies
Guiding a path mysterious to us, but an infallible appearance we will must

As empowered aged men we will look back at ourselves, unplanned was it then
And how from that moment on we forged a society under the guise of our political piety