Vagrant Worldview

I know the vagrant world view;
It says "I'm not responsible for ought I do."
"The world owes me a living, but not to anyone else."
"I've gotten mine by my excellence, yours is an accident."
Ah the vagrant worldview; "no one counts but me."
and "freedom is my mantra, but not meant for naught but me."
"I am the lord of my domain, and you have no rights in mine."
"You should be free to be my slave, and I owe you nothing in kind."
Oh, the vagrants, marching in the center lane;
hand made signs pronouncing their doom.
"I need your help my buddy, pause a moment and I'll explain."
"I need a hand from you."
There's is a vagrant existence, kings of the corner red light.
How they beg for your money, these kings and queens;
while suffering, inprisoned outdoors.
It's illegal to be dispossessed, it's illegal to knock on doors.
It's illegal to be a rebel, illegal to be poor.
But the vagrant worldview!
That runs the boardrooms broad and true.
Vagrant but empty suits, driving by so comfortable and sly.
Nice cars filled with oil, stolen from other passerbies.
They neither look left nor right.
and sit in church in the first pews.
And make a show of helping,
nobody.

Christopher H. Holte