No one on this wet rock is self-made
they all got fat with a safety net,
foundations laid
by mothers and fathers who gave
time, lives, thought, truths
so we can do what we do
It’s this we should continue
Let those who can
burn bright and earn,
that’s fine, they’ll cope
but your concern should be
the bedrock beneath us
Your every task should be to
feed, clothe, educate and make safe.
If you want Great,
supposed lost,
fulfil your role as public servants,
right and honourable,
that’s the only real cost
Mar 26, 2020
Mar 26, 2020 at 4:53 PM UTC
No one on this wet rock is self-made
they all got fat with a safety net,
foundations laid
by mothers and fathers who gave
time, lives, thought, truths
so we can do what we do
It’s this we should continue
Let those who can
burn bright and earn,
that’s fine, they’ll cope
but your concern should be
the bedrock beneath us
Your every task should be to
feed, clothe, educate and make safe.
If you want Great,
supposed lost,
fulfil your role as public servants,
right and honourable,
that’s the only real cost
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