Okay you’ve made me think about it
The world is cracked, I dare you doubt it
What’s up is down, what’s wrong is right
We’ve lost the battle before the fight
‘Cause what above all that we prize
Is frivolity, I’m not surprised
Too much money that’s wasted on
When paid out, *poof*, good-bye, long gone
Those people that are venerated
For profits they have generated
Only by athletic prowess
Like their feet have super powers?
Ball in basket, or past the post
Who gets the gold? Who scores the most!
The business of who will get paid
Is based on too much accolade
A scorecard is no more of use
Than the fantasy of golden goose
We worship that which in defeat
Is nothing but a butt in seat
Yet there are heroes everywhere
That do not need to fly through air
The folk who are our best of species
Researchers that help cure diseases
The people who transport our goods
The ones that grow and harvest food
Nurses, teachers, social workers
The dedicated, the true non-shirkers
They’re the ones that always serve
And yet don’t get what they deserve
The world does not need billionaires
That scheme to never pay their share
We need to value public spirit
Teach humanism, adhere to it
I’ll feel true optimism when -
A caregiver’s crowned the champion!
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