Where We Belong

Not the rich, nor the famed are we
Not the top gist on Linda’s wall
Not the faces with paint like doll
Nor the fine pictures you would see
In the magazine’s gallery
Not body that wears fashion
Nor those that live in the mansion
We’re just the people Who stay here
You would not see us around there
We don’t travel on vacation

We’re the people, we are not thee
We roll over the days like ball
Dribbling and Defending them all
We’re just what we know how to be
Jacks with the bachelor’s degree
The roofs burns with our passion
Potential with crazy version
But stay hidden and become mere
None of us would like to adhere
We’re bomb with no explosion

Tochi