they don't have that

there are few

there are few I admire
I do not resist
those wild minds
that give me bliss

those I love
sit on the edges
straining to remain
on the level

one in ten should be on top
of the pyramid that
we've fooled ourselves
into believing
it's the only true
conspiracy

with no footsteps to fall into
no shadow to outshine
we dust our little tunnel
and hope
for better times

with scars on our backs
and pains in our hearts
we hold each other
in the dark
they
don't
have
that