You don’t see it do ya, despite ya lofty view
That those what walk beneath ya
Are the keepers of the zoo.
That all the things ya need, an’ were made for your comfit
Were done by honest working men
who clean ya cage of shit.
That when ya finish playin’ an’ retire with ya mates
There are those who stay behind
To safely man the gates.
That when ya goes to bed at night and dreams ya wealthy dreams
Good men and women rise right then
To work behind the scenes.
So I’ve got a message for ya, despite ya upturned ears.
Yeah, you might ride the good life
But we’re the cogs and gears.
So when next ya feel ya riding high an’ admiring ya sins.
Spare a thought for the working man.
‘Cause he could lock ya in.
The Real Zoo
Funny how much we admire the person who invents it,
and how little we admire the person who makes it or keeps it running.
Roscoe Davis III, 3 months ago
Yeah and Ima keep it running
The same way I ran out the storm when it was thunder’n
clothes heavy with water like a harbor or sumthin
Old man say “keep running, Boy you just a young’n”
Back in his day he use to leave that zoo sparkl’n
Now in my day its the zoo that we robbing
Those rich bastards never had to live in my enviroment
So Ima keep running shit and ima keep robbing
Day 1 I stole a Monkey, Yesterday I stole a lion
zookeeper if im tha shit then you gotta pick me up then
But im still moving so dont have a weak stomach
I said I was the shit but Ima keep runnin
Like diarhea Ima keep on coming
running wild like your eyes leak dry from the onions
Running wild as I think, I might give your brain some bunyans
Brett Foster good poem…. I know… Ill say it for you
WTF??
Chanel2, 3 months ago
So true and well written.
LisaG, 3 months ago
Clever piece of writing…....sadly, it seems this message is constantly ignored…..