Born On Third Base

"Take me out to the ball game" that anthem of great fame, one lyric is clearly off track- "I don't care if I ever get back". It's the only game after all, where the defense controls the ball. It's so unique, so revealing, that's what makes it so appealing. Who could abandon a game they love, without permission from up above? It would take a lot to walk away, from a game millions love to play. True, we all want to get to home, on the way often stranded alone. To really score, it's what you've earned. That's what life teaches, what we've learned. In our culture, there's a special place for people who are born on third base. Fortunate ones, who thought they'd hit a triple whose actual efforts never made a ripple. Got in the right schools, joined the best clubs, Mommy and Daddy cushioned all their flubs. In their lives there was little pain, on their parade, it never does rain. So unaware of their illusion, they miss the obvious conclusion. This is how truth goes off its rails, creates some of our societal ailes. Here everyone should be safe, nobody out: that's one thing America's all about. Your team success is never under debate, if no one gets to cross home plate. So as we set these words to rhyme, always respecting our nation's past time that spawns character in those who play: we need leaders who think this way. The final score is always just the same, not win or lose but how you play the game.