Who are the successful? It’s those who see
A gap and force their way in through the door
Who are the successful? It’s those who’ll be
Holding the door open for those in power
Whispering at their shoulder, ‘I adore’
Their tongues like knives, their eyes flashing with hate
Disguised as love, but with undisguised bore…….
Dom with you and I, we who are not great
Enough to be their stepping stone, the weight
Of their soles treading down those seemingly
More fortunate, but actually burdened more
By these parasites with blood on their plate
For the successful aren’t the good, usually
They won’t share; they would rather we stayed poor
Tue 2 June 2009
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