Moetry

What is this, this right and wrong
Who says nay and where does right belong
Is Aristotle in his thoughts so right
To say that right is on the side of might
Where do i lay my head at night
While I think who is wrong and who is right
If told to me prestigiously by those of whom I trust
That right is right and wrong is wrong
And believe in this I must
But in turn told were they, in tales and song
Their left from right and right from wrong
Who defines these mysteries all along
Incave our brains with ideological waves
And defines our right from wrong

Is not my right by definitions plight because it belongs to me
Is not my wrong by days by gone what I am not used to see
How can I be right while others wrong when it's the same thing we see
Perception deception of an illusional tyranny
If others deem right what I have wronged then my eyes have lied to me
A lawyer fights his case for just might
They are wrong and I am right
So this concept of right and wrong
Leans to whoever has the cleverer song
If to the table a poet is brung
Would they be right and others wrong
In the end it seems clear to me
From the earliest days of hummarabi
That right and wrong is an angle to see
If we look from the same we agree to right
If not we will change it with our might
If all fails and our angles never come along
Then I will be right and you will be wrong