Look up there! Jeff Bezos is in space!
The sun shines off his bald head
Look at the big smile on his face!
He’s always one step ahead
One giant leap for billionaires
And a step back for the rest
To be so rich and without a care
In private space flight he invests
We’re in the brand-new Gilded Age
Where aristocrats do whatever they want
I should probably feel enraged
But instead, I’m laughing as I watch
It all seems so silly and absurd
That there’s so much poverty about
But people like Bezos prefer
To be in space with his lofty bank account
Author’s Note: For those of you who missed it (or forgot), Amazon founder and mega-billionaire Jeff Bezos briefly traveled into space in July. I hope this silly poem doesn’t come off as resentful. I do get upset about income inequality, but I’ve more so been fixated on Bezos in space because it seems so absurd to me. However, I still use Amazon quite a lot, so I guess I can’t complain, right?
I was also partly inspired to write this poem by a song by comedian Bo Burnham that I’m slightly obsessed with. On his Netflix special Inside, Burnham featured two incredibly goofy songs about Bezos. Here’s the link below to one of them: