Worldwide Ace

I lack recourse.

No matter how much I may want change,
I can’t have it
because I lack recourse.

Try as I might–and I do:
I vote,
I protest,
I chant,
I sit in,
I complain,
I fight the good fight,
I picket,
I pump my fist in solidarity,
I throw my cobwebbed wallet around as it would make a difference, though it never does–
I lack recourse.