Don't judge people for what you'd like them to be
When their physical presence is all we can see
Since to your sense of values they do not comply
Their right to a fair go of them don't deny.
You see them as people lacking in success
And you judge them by their Suburb and their postal address
But those who may seem as quite successful to you
To their higher selves may not even be true.
'Tis the sort of a person that you are that really does count
And all other things to so little amount
Your flawed heroes the wealthy people of the town
On their climb to success have pushed all others down.
A spokesperson for Big Brother your type are not rare
And sad to say people like you everywhere
So many think like you in that you are not alone
Yet the one without sin never does cast the stone.
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