Attitude

Why do they play this game, which has no name...
Is it for applause, or just because...
They choose an excuse...

When they know full well, yet never dwell...
What would they gain, why so vain...
Oh those very few, if they only knew...

But they are out of touch, it's just a crutch...
They will never know, our plateau...
Where we are or how far...

From their petty way, the game they play...
Wish them the best on their quest...
May they keep their all, staying small...