outcast by: e.l.

This is a thinkers game and so I thought
A balancing act the rich man bought
the sights so high the reach so tall
but the upward looks down to make us small
on table tops with chairs and stools
no steps for us little fools
Box it in to obstruct the view
this is what they always do
they grip and gripe but they won't budge
deliberately they claim and then they judge
up high they sit to strike their social gavel
forcing the short to kneel and grovel.