Entitled Ones
I'm sorry your daddy didn't teach you well,
that all people have value,
if you take the time to look within.
I get it, because he is a big mucky muck,
with a large ego,
that fosters in you an attitude of judgement and looking down upon,
others not like you, and in your clique.
But what if you meet someone you care about one day?
How can you find happiness,
if by birth right You think you are entitled,
to all things important in life,
without paying any dues,
or doing the work it takes,
to find and keep what is important in life?
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