The Way It Is
All the value of a rich mans land-
Is measured by the poor mans hand-
Proud men stand with heads in the clouds-
While the humble stand amidst the crowds-
Powerful men make plans from afar-
Stories told by a Soldier's scar-
But it doesn't matter if you may be poor-
For love isn't found in an outlet store-
Or gain respect by being proud-
With a voice that is way to loud-
And you can't win wars-
With only power whores-
Copyright © Jordan Dickinson | Year Posted 2012
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