Unreachable Fate

“They’ve always wanted a better life
To excel and be proud of their place
What they got was a sharp falling knife
Spots carved at the totem pole’s base

They’re gifted ones who carry the weight
For those who shout the war cry
These braves are proud their chief’s fate
Rests on them and the will to try

Looking up to him
not wanting to be
in the triumphant spot
They’ve got what it takes
they carry the weight
below the place…that
the unreachable fate

On given days of mundane routines
There’s no glory if battles are nigh
But as they arrive their humble means
Help build his sky-reacher higher

Once they’re done the brave retreat
To a home the bottom rung share
The boss to blame, if they’re in defeat,
Perched above a foundation of stairs

The boss to blame, if they’re in defeat,
Perched above a foundation of stares”