We the People

Occasion: I wrote this after a Company meeting at the Presidio of San Francisco where everyone was complaining about a whole bunch of very insignificant issues. 1988.

We the people, full of pride,
Want life on the "gimme" side.
We've got it good from day to day,
And want things going our own way.

We the people of discontent,
Dissatisfied and impotent,
Care not what goes up or down,
As long as what we want is found.

We the people, the human race,
Want it at a quicker pace,
We'll climb the ladder and never stop,
And step on heads to reach the top.

We the people of intellect,
Live life without retrospect,
We look on others with disdain,
And see to live just to complain.

Who are we to cast a "no!”
When we are asked to rise and go?
When in the past the great would give,
Their blood so we could freely live.

What of those who went to fight,
Without complaining, "It's not right!"
And fought so hard to save our flag,
Yet came home in a plastic bag?

Forget about some silly thing,
And help the bell of freedom ring.
Preserve liberty lest she suffocates,
We the people of the United States.