Master or Slave?

Free yourself then opt to ameliorate,

You can be, no less than a slave;

Tools of the tools,

Or puppet of the rules,

You can be, no less than a fool;

Seeking concord in the litters of discord,

You can be, no less than a lord;

Giving alms and a piece of dole,

You can inflate to Almighty God;

But what you do is just plain wrong,

Paving way for the monopoly of strong;

False consciousness and false promises,

Invite processions in premises;

Pretensions and affectations,

Welcome due interventions;

Even then, you prefer transgressions;

Sowing the seed of your own destruction!

Can’t you see the plight of your kins?

What can you plot, if they don’t win?

Slave of the slaves or master of the master,

The opposites interpenetrate before disaster;

So long as man is social or cliquism exist,

So long lives transformation which none can resist.