Mr Fast Paced leaves us all behind,
But then again never mind,
Let him fall, so we can rise,
He’ll stay down, it’s no surprise.
Mr Greedy Guts takes the cake,
That was clearly on your plate,
He starts to choke, what a joke,
He should’ve listened to what his heart spoke.
Mr Violent comes in making a din,
Making big profits out of sin,
In time battlefields turn back into homes,
Surely, there’ll be no prolonged war zones?
Mr Addict shoots up once more,
Taking the money from his whore,
But before you know it, they’ll dry up,
A clumsy cliché, that he’ll love hate sup.
Mr Right, tries to keep up the fight,
Toiling every day, and every night,
But the mob say “being right ain’t so cool”
So, one day wise man, has to be the fool.
Mr Zeitgeist continues to blend in,
Fearing change, and not learning,
He is such a modern day hero,
Though his high score so lofty, it\'s really zero.