My Lame Attempt at Poetry that Rhymes

Why I posted this… beats me.

They say in life’s incandescence, there is never oppression.
F–k that, economical recession leads to depression.
Astute young man trying to make it alive
But every step he stumbles on, feels like a nose dive
His eyes well up, head now turns into a puzzle
But it’s his head, how it’d happen? He begins to guzzle
Tequilas and shots, s–t his heart’s been shot
With that verse I must curse, my soul feels hot
Fiery with a passion from pain he’s gained
Just pain, no gain, his soul’s been stained
Stop the inevitable before it leads to violence
Not common sense, this is common science
With a death of this man will come the death of a heart
And with the death of a heart, a chain reaction will start
Demising of lives, more bodies than tears
The suffering soon builds up through a short span of years
I am the preacher, the teacher, the new leader of peace
May this violence soon cease, one day at least
A sudden change of attitude, there’s a sudden luminosity
Accept it from the start, don’t assume it’s an oddity
You’ve seen the light, so bright like a star
And once you’ve seen this light, progress will go far
Mouth ajar, thinking I’m the czar, stating what’s right
If preaching equality’s now bad, then I’ve lost my sight
Figuratively, I’ll put my message alongside music
For it’s the universal language, I can spread love through it
Throw your hands up, each one unfolding a new chapter
A revolution of love, through smiling and laughter
Melodies could never harness my specific endeavor
The message is strong, now surely it must last forever

There’s a catch… try to continue the poem.