Scarcity Aplenty Poem by Stanley Cooper

There is scarcity aplenty
For ‘have-nots’ everywhere
There aren’t very many
Who’ll agree life’s very fair

Some ‘haves’ attained their niches
Their rights to upper berths
Never labored for their riches
Just inherited their worths

Like a roll of dice
A lucky roll for sure
A roll that would suffice
To make them so secure

But what about the ‘have-nots’
Who lost in the game of chance
In the happenstance of drawing lots
Their lives were not enhanced

Snake eyes rolled at their very start
The moment they were born
Right at birth they were set apart
To begin their lives forlorn

But in some it instilled a need
To rise to greater heights
They refused to ever concede
Their fight for equal rights

So in the long run
Their lots didn’t prove so scary
They were as good as anyone
Inheritance to the contrary