Ignorance is bliss
Says the Rich White Man from Rich White Land
Living his life with his toes in the sand
Ignorance is bliss
Says the Real-Life Man from Real-Life Land
Wishing that he too could live a life so grand
But only the grand can live a life so bland
Observing like spectators
So high in the stands
Detached from their reality
Not knowing it’s a tragedy
That they refuse to see
That they’re fooling themselves
Into thinking they’re different from you or me
But at the end of the day
They’re human
Just like a beggar or a stray
Who plead for a dime
While raising their voices
Unable to make a chime
For Ignorance is full of choices
Of turning the other cheek
Of beige Rolls Royces
Of stepping over the weak
Of refusing to submit
To the role we’re supposed to play
Which is being able to commit
To throwing ourselves into the fray
For change isn’t born from one man’s voice
And joy doesn’t come
From one man’s choice
Yet if we get over this insanity
And charge forward at full blast
With a little humanity
We can make a change that lasts