Sweaty brow, aching back, home packed lunch and the sleepless nights
That’s how things were done when people worked, reaching up for higher heights
Dirt and grit, skin and bone, not a moment thrown into the waste
Men would own up to the challenge, no obstacle they wouldn’t face
Things got done, cities built, on the shoulders of their work
They didn’t need a safe space, they built these things from grit and dirt
Now, today, we watch as our children have their feelings hurt
Instead of saying “toughen up”, we tell them “get revenge and throw some dirt”
Paint the people disagreeing as bigots and misogynists
As they yell and cry aloud, raising pickets and their fists
Its sad to me, watching as we become so weak
Many years from now, the stronger will destroy the meek
Its not immoral, its not unjust, to teach your children to be strong
Look out at this harsh, cruel world and tell me that you know I’m wrong
And if you do, then friend, this is the only thing I’ll say to you
I hope you taught them hide and seek, cause hiding’s all they’ll know to do
How the World Should Work 