The Sitting Gods
Do you see
The issues of today?
Do you see
The problems heading our way?
Yet you sit there
High on your chair
Just because you control the storms
Doesn't mean you control the norms
You can pretend if you'd like
But we are all riding this bike
If you don't wish to help
Well, our hearts won't melt.
But we will remember
How you took our fire
To keep warm your castle in the sky.