The Low End Of High

I’m from the low end of high.
Thats why hypocrites wave goodbye.
Damning looks and smirking faces.
If only they knew we’ll be trading places.
For my plans are growing large.
When I enact them I’ll be the one in charge.
Force them to stand and watch.
It’ll feel like a heavy kick to the crotch.

Snarky, sadistic, sycophantic fools.
So desperate to cling to their resource pools.
If only they knew what I do.
Maybe then they’d be bowing to…
Stop the end that is so close at hand.
Even then I’d offer them only a brand.
But tomorrow is when all will change.
Dawn of a new age, one dubbed rearrange!

Like a knife I cut and carve.
Flip the system so now the one percent will starve.
Redistribute and nullify.
Already they are begging and asking why?
Simple answer they are too blind to see.
It was always an inevitability.
Exploitation had a tipping point .
And i was never a solitary example.

Seven years and still going strong.
No i don’t lead a single thing.
Never my intention, want or need.
Simply happy to be able to breathe.
No longer paying debt on my every action.
Society not carved into so many factions.
Wasn’t sure it would work so well.
The fact it has fills me with a peaceful permanent swell.

From the low end of high,
At a time where things were nearing nigh.
No one will be linked going forward in that way.
Many thought that was something no one would ever say.
History will be our jury and judge.
Only future generations can deliver verdict on our intervention.
Whether it fixed a previously broken and exploitative system.