Why i put so much drive in my poems

I fight for what i believe in, i use my pen to vent
but i worry that the message is not sent

if someone doesn't stand up and give their say
then we will follow the same path, a sad way

i may seem overbearing, even a little fierce
but it is the hearts of wrongdoers i wish to pierce

why all this driving, all this strength of force
i must say it all now, I'm not eternal of course

i don't want this world to be ruled lie machine made parts
where we lived by rules and schedules down to the mini marts

i want freedom of speech but i don't want only the popular to speak
know what you're saying, do your homework so the subjects not weak

look at a topic from both angles, then speak your mind
but remember always to your opponent be very kind

sometimes i fear that we are led by people who think of 9/11 post
where all the events before 9/11 are as vague as a ghost

know your history, if we do not remember it we will repeat it
but if you believe in something, fight for your say, don't quit

that is why i drive, because so much more must be said
i will never stop debating until at last i am buried and dead