The Little Peasant Those on the bottom, rise up against those on the top, for

There arose a new consciousness of those on top and those on bottom, and the sense that being a peasant was not a position of equality.

The corrupt ones, the ones wanting to live on top, promised the ones, the little ones on the bottom, follow me and we shall rule over the ones, the ones we decide to leave behind, so many lost on the bottom, their voice so tiny no sound is ever heard, they being crushed by the top.

With little sound the greatness of the little ones grew without one little sound, those on the bottom peeking up when they can,  planed their silent but great turn around, the revolt never heard but their constituion hanging on the wall.

The corrupt ones taken over, turned them around and removed them, a liberty almost forgotten, the freedom of the little ones restored, not with social justice, not with more false promises, the little ones, guaranteed liberty and freedom to all, a chance, a tiny little chance, to win and achieve their own greatness.