Small Bleep

So what makes you so special

That you look down on us from above

You arrived in this world naked

Screaming, crying just like us

OK you’re born to privilege

To a name and inherited wealth

But will that guarantee

That you’ll have better health?

So you are nothing special

Where all of us are unique

In a world of seven billion

You on the face of humanity

Are just like the rest of us

A historically small bleep