We were all born of a woman and before we learned to walk we had to crawl
And like all life forms we are mortal and death is for us all
Us humans are so competitive for success with each other we compete
That is why a happy person every day one does not meet
For to get a job promotion the manager you must impress
In the twenty first century you are judged by career success
The values society place on people to me does seem all wrong
Those not seen to be successful to the losers club belong
From the pauper to the billionaire to the person on the dole
For each and everyone of us there is some pigeon hole
Yet for the pauper and the billionaire there is a final Spring
And of the greatest egalitarian the praises we never sing
Yes Nature's own Grim Reaper is an egalitarian beyond compare
The one feared by everybody any life does not spare.
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