Am I a victim and are you?

What occurred that made us different from those few?

A life always rosy with white picket fences

Is a life of naïveté run by dunces and Denis The Menaces

Celebrating laborious sweat and difficult hard times

Brings folks together while earning an almighty dime

So victimhood cries screaming across a land

Should not be regarded as undue suffering for any man

Lest death take us under the lash of pharaohs whip

And forever victims perish by shoulders baring chips.