had I no desires for tomorrow, would you dare to call me lifeless,
when in any moment I am given, I can cut through every challenge—
o how many, merely, men may make their way before me,
heedless and blind to the threat they leave behind them—
o what’s ability, nobility—proper care for cause and plight!
you see who’s qualified, who’s notified, who has his name and notch—
power is your illusion but your strength will keep you honest—
o well-to-do, do what you do—no one ever sees us coming—