The Ferris Wheel

The inevitable envy we feel When we see our neighbour’s wealth The eternal Ferris wheel Up now, then down The wheel turns To be up And to be down Yet the greatest of us Rise to the challenge Of when being up And seeing far Not to look down On those below Not to spit And not to drop Popcorn snow On those below For who knows when A turn – and then Those above Will fall from love And become in a cycle The bottom few On the poor man’s pew Hat in hand To beggarly stand