Who Am I? Poem by Sotto Voce

Who am I, to Stand Guard of False Perception,
And be a Recipient of Celebrated Infection?
Who am I, to Run from well Hidden Shame,
That Quietly Strangles; First to Blame?

Who am I, to Insist that this Life be Fair
And ask the Wealthy, 'where's My Share'?
Who am I, to Lie and send our Sons to War?
Real Reason being; just to settle a Score.

Who am I, to Want something out of Life?
Land of Milk and Honey; bread but no Knife.
Who am I, to up Rise in the Morning Sun?
Bless-ed are the Poor to Want, and not have None.

Who are YOU is what YOU Seldom ask?
I am Nothing, but Something More to Task.