What Can I Or Anyone Else In The Future Do?

I don't want to be the master dog I don't want to work looking down the barrel of a gun in a chain gang with low-paid, unfulfilled, expectations I don't want to be ruled and exploited but you must by now know, understand they have an agenda; it's all been a plot that ends in a glass ceiling future, which ends in no future where you, we all rot and live like featherless battery hens. But you must by now be aware, understand know that the janitor is one of your best friends I don't want to be the master dog I don't want to work facing the barrel of a gun but what can I do, they planned it when I/you were small, birth certificate a bill of sale because they need, you and me waiting on their tables they're the same people who introduced yesteryear's Roof Tax they're the people who introduced today's Bedroom Tax they're the same people who, introduced Candle Tax (1709 - 1831) Wallpaper Tax (1712 - 1836) they're the same people who introduced Hat, Tax (1784 - 1811) they're the same people who introduced Playing-cards Tax (16th C - 1960) Soap Tax (1712 - 1853) they're the same people who introduced Brick Tax (1784 - 1850) Window Tax (1696-1851) Fireplace Tax (1662 - 1689) Income Tax (1800 - 1816) these are the people who care for me and you what can I or anyone else in the future do? Except, cluck some more and suck-it-up before they tax even the air we breathe.