Believe in yourself
Said the kid
Making boots
For three cents
an hour in
a sweatshop.
Someday I'll be the president of Nike!
He proclaimed as he worked
For thirty odd years
Unrewarded and forgotten
Broken fingers
never stopped him
And then he died of a heart attack!
And all the people
In their suits
Taking credit for the boots
Never knew him
Wouldn't thank him
Didn't know and didn't care
That he was ever there
And the man was replaced by his children!
Believe in yourself
They say to themselves
Making boots
To please the suits
Never slowing
Always going
For three cents an hour in a sweatshop!