The (Wo) Man In The Mass Poem by Old Teenage Poems

We can gather up in masses
and fight the Politically Unjust
Point at the Leadership and scream
As though we burned with Fairness Lust

It is easy to point out others' faults
Easy to find a sheep to blame
Thinking we're solving Everything
Not realizing we're the exact same

But, in the end, do we dare
to turn around and face the other way
to scrutuinize our own morals
amoung the shouts of the 1st of May

When all is said and done
Do we really know where we stand
Know that we'll work for a just solution
Outside the borders of the Lucky Land?