I am a rebel against torture 

I am a rebel against pain 

I seek an end to hunger 

I seek an end to the shame 


The shame that comes from knowing 

all those children dying without water 

all those children dying without names 

all those children dying from war 


Why do men play their vicious games 

why do those men pretend to serve God 

when all they want is power over others 

when all they see is the red mist of blood 


I am a rebel against politics 

I am a rebel against greed 

I seek an end to robbery 

I seek new ways to succeed 


The needs of my child are sated 

The needs of so many more are not 

All our children were born equal 

All should be safe, not bullied and shot 


Why do we buy the rubbish 

that we then litter all around 

why do we let big business 

pollute us with their greedy sound 


The sound of quick hard sell words 

the sound that masks what's real 

the sound of till drawers opening 

the sound as they stealthily steal 


They steal our childrens futures 

They hide the urgent needs to come 

They want to keep our eyes closed 

They want us all to stay mum 


Rebel against their cruel ways 

Rebel against their future theft 

Rebel until they come to listen 

Rebel until we have done our best 


The best is not to squander 

The best does not spoil the land 

The best is taking care of all 

The best is to make them understand 


©Rhumour 
August 11th 2010 

Edited Feb 5th 2017