A painter with twirling mustache,
A worker in blue taking out the trash,
A skin head dancer with pink scarf
And a punk farmer who is a dwarf
Old woman with deep wrinkles
Leggy blond causing twinkles
A clown playing the rusty violin
Majorette dancing with ex policemen
The rewards of position and status
Adds nothing to the way we focus
Whether Dictatorship or Democracy
What will be our legacy?
We experience liberty in the characters
We create with different postures.
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Position and status. Thanks for sharing.