How I Plead

You ask me how I plead?

Let me ask you, my friend, 

Has there been a deed or a declaration

That opposes the dire discrimination

That takes over nations?

There’s a depreciation

In acceptation

Of simple love and adoration:

It’s all idolisation

Of consumerization.

Compliments get lost in translation

'Cause, now it’s all about flirtation.

There’s exploitation

And violation

Of rights. It's not right!

I don’t care if you’re big or small;

Doesn’t matter at all,

I’m just appalled

That it matters at all

If I’m black or white,

Heavy or light.

There’s no need to fight

So stop it, alright?

I say we gotta do something about

All this doubt

In the world.

I tell you, you’re fine!

The right isn’t mine

To decide

If you’re hot or not;

If you’ve got a lot or not.

Isn’t it a long shot

To allot

To people a particular

Portion of popularity and value?

Money and fame:

Is this the extent of our aims?

Why are people so afraid to

Give value

To something they can’t touch?

It’s love, my friends - as such -

Love a little, love much. 

I rest my case.