For Winners And Losers

In a World where many for success do compete
The happy in their mind one does not often meet
But the fact of the matter is we are born to eventually die
And in this way the child of the monarch no different to you and i
In this the twenty first century materialistic greed is rife
Money it is seen as the great thing in life
And those who lack in it are dismissed as losers and it seems sad to say
I too am a failure since this is the way
That a person is judged through judgmental eyes
Since those with heaps of money are judged better than those who lack in it i have come to realize
But why should the judgments of others bother me at all
Since we all eventually drop off of the tree of life like the deciduous leaves of the Fall
For winners and losers a last night and day
And everybody is equal where dead people lay.