I Argue

I argue,
not because I am right,
but I have a right to be wrong,
I argue because I feel oppressed,
depressed and stressed.

I argue because my opinion,
is so much more than an echoing noise,
an effortless reverberation
or the creation of sound.

I argue because for years I have listened,
and learned, and grown.

I have shown myself worthy,
time and time again,
I am more than a wrong answer,
I’m a voice, I represent,

The needy, the lonely,
The smart, the abused,
The worthless, the hungry,
The lost and confused.

I argue for the society,
of misfits and mistakes,
I stand up to the deceivers,
the idiots, the fakes.

I argue for a reason,
and that reason is salvation.
The “free” are wearing chains,
of the Government’s creation.