I wonder if some people
Have to much time on their hands,
Because even when you do your best for them
They always find a way to be criticising,
Despite the hard work put in that they don’t see
The planning and ensuring everybody’s safety,
Yet to them, the uninitiated and inexperienced
Doing what they want done is easy, isn’t it?
No it’s not that easy, no plans are needed
Cate needs to be taken so lives are not put at risk needlessly,
Just to satisfy you and keep you pleased
So save your complaining for something bigger and more worthy,
Leave us to get on with work, as you sit with your frustrated pen
Dreaming of a new thing,
Of which you can start complaining
If that gives each day you live some kind of meaning,
Then fine but from here those actions just look trivial
And waste of good ink.
