All Will Flow As One

A poem I found hidden somewhere in my stack of hundreds of rough registers. Also yes i know people want Chapter 2 of the EdBoard stories. My exams are going on so patience people. Don't have time to write a long chapter. I assure you that after exams i will surely be updating the story. 
KUDOS!

Why cant all fight on the battlefield

All Kings,knights and soldiers alike;

Where the life and efforts of all valued the same

As all their blood will flow as one.

Why is it that these soldiers are born soldiers,

And these kings born kings;

The same man born if in a different abode

Will have a completely different fate.

Why does fate get to stand over effort,

and choose how their tales will end.

Why not give these men their own tools to weave

and fight equally till the very end.

Those people with great power stand on top,

Building walls between the ordinary themselves

Making them fight to establish supremacy

Forgetting all were made from the same earth.

With the Trojan dispatched on a pile of hard work

Burning it down to ashes and bits,

of those whose efforts now seem forgotten

While those who back stab will be remembered.

Why do people fear to stand up against society

And go against these social conventions.

Why accept these doings as an act of fate?

Why not question it as an act of prejudice.

These burning talons just a spec for the world,

A tiny ripple for this vast ocean.

With no great effect to the cruel world outside

But a release of great satisfaction.

People fear society and their own protocols

People fear their own creation as well as themselves.

But a little hope can light the candles of many,

And turn this little hope to something dangerous.

When these walls close in on you

And you see others crumble around

Still you wont understand how it feels

Till the walls are about to crush you next.

So before these walls break you apart

Lets demolish these walls instead

And break free from these halfwit practices

To extend our limits to where we seek.

Even if you fear the society and wont stand against it

Fight against these men of power,

Because there may be a day when we stand there instead

and people fear our power.

Let the mockingbirds free today and tomorrow 

So we can see a much better 'day-after'.

Don't be caged in your deep fears

But sing what your heart desires.

This battlefield will continue to shed blood

Yet many will stand on top to spectate

Watching all die for one man's victory

Whose name will be always chanted and famed.

Forgotten will be these soldiers as they die

But as one passes a mockingbird is freed

To test its reaches in the infinite sky

With no leash to make they stay.

So stop this injustice, bring an end to this chaos

And erupt a new chaos instead,

To eliminate these believes that one is always on top

And make all equal once again.

Why cant we all fight on the battlefield

All kings, knights and soldiers alike

Where the life and efforts of all are valued the same

As all their blood will flow as one.