So why d’ya praise those fools
That thinks themselves superior than thou?
So why d’ya treat ‘em with respect
That they never earned?
So why d’ya encourage them
So that they applaud themselves?
So why d’ya think their brilliant
When they’ve done nothing different?
So why d’ya feel that they deserve special treatment
When they’re not all that?
So why d’ya increase my sorrow,
By making them superior?
©Charlie F. Kane
1/07/06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem