Kings Are Not Kings Poem by Alfred Barna

Kings are not kings, because they are kings
For we have given them all these things
The poor are not poor, because they are poor
They have been enslaved by those who want more
After a while those who are high, believe it is their right
And those who are lowly rise up and they fight
Laws have been written to deny the low from rising
Which is ever the more they find it surprising
They that have risen from graft and from greed
Not because they have given to those who are in need
Oh the promises they speak with such honey
In order they may reap all the more money
Yet the poor remain poor, the rich richer still
How is it after centuries we remain so at their will
If laws do not apply equally to the high and the low
This remains our condition, and so it shall be so
We fall for corporate "isms" and their plans of Atlantis
But it has ever been their aim to finally supplant us
A new world in which we have but another king
Is not the way that men shall solve anything
Each nation state should tend to their own
Be wary of those who become overgrown
In it not man's nature to wisely wield power over the many
Power spread over all, is what is fair and is plenty