All you got are gems,
yet you seek for its scratches,
you view the flaws,
you don't see value it carries.

You seek for imperfections,
not realizing your baggage.
you give us the money,
and ***** works, we engage.

You give funny excuses
in times of despair and hope.
blame the lacking of things
in our system you've taught.

while you sit pretty
in your lucrative suede chair,
waiting for good old results
as if we've cared.

you breakdown from panic
blaming game you tend to impose.
well you show us a class act
In the level of the kingdom horse.

You never really cared
you care only for your jewels
praising is your rare grail
making the boys ring their own bells.