He Said

It's not fair he said as he stood up on the tram
It's not fair I said to myself
As the love of each man
Goes to sick shallow glam
And pure hearts are placed on a shelf

He said some think life's not worth living
I thought that they're probably right
But duty of care
Is for girls with bad hair
And we each have to suffer our blight

We each have a duty of care he said
I wondered if the selfish are right
The schools and their grades
For the young who aren't paid
Keep their future of gloom out of sight.

He said it's not about A to B
It's all about being nice
But the shoes that we keep
Quite snug on our feet
Are remote to the strangers plight

He offered up his seat on the tram for me
He said it's because it's not fair
It was a generous grant
So I ignored his rant
And practiced my far away stare.