by Nick Gisburne
The privilege is all they’ve ever known
It swims beneath the surface of the skin
A silver spoon for them, and them alone
To stir the pot of influence, to win
A gift of blood, not property, not land
Biology is bigger than the bank
The most important rule to understand:
An accident of birth gives right and rank
Elitist to the infinite degree
They cultivate a culture, worlds apart
A government may topple over tea
By angering the hierarchy’s heart
Deny it, though you know it to be true
The privilege gives power to the few