Hey there! You! Lucky Man!
Do you recognise your fluke, do you understand?
Born into a loving family
Who could nurture your ability
They’re there if times are hard
Or brandishing a credit card
Grown up in a nice place
Where there’s no deadly conclusion,
to loss of face
Your pride came from grades achieved
Not your reputation on urban streets
A test might come at University
Not the trial of breaking out of poverty
Crime or education?
Not a choice you had to make
Put yourself in their shoes
Before you choose to forsake
What do you give back to a society,
that treated you so well?
Spare change, direct debit?
Or is it time and a lifestyle
That your conscience compels?