How the World Should Work

Why does cream rise to the top?

A question that so many ask 

Might it be its color, creed?

Or is there more to such a task?

Irony: it’s funny, see

At times it rhymes and makes much sense

Homogenizing prevents rising

Cream climbs ‘cause it isn’t dense 

It understands the law of lands

That merit is a means to more

More for you, and more for me

Never, ever, keeping score

Don’t hold down anyone ‘round

Let them do their very best

Let them rise and fall their own

Let no one cheat on life’s cold test

Yes, it’s cruel, play not the fool

Don’t settle for trends of today

Victors, losers, they exist

Let no one tell you what to say

Carve your path with love, or wrath

Either one, they work the same

Both can be the brick that builds

When they think and hear your name

All that matters when it’s done 

The things you’ll think of, looking back

Is how you handled pain, or joy

And how it helped you stay on track