In response to news about the "sFund" article here: Hey, Entrepreneurs: The $250 Million Poem on Mashable:
We think you think too much of yourselves.
You think you're Santas, and we, your elves.
You may be rich, for sure you had luck,
It doesn't mean we have to give a
Funds like yours, new dough for firms so tiny,
Admit it, the 's' in your name stands for "shiny."
To make the world better, it's our turn to hack it,
Only a fool believes the goal's to get to your tax bracket.
To be on stage with the likes of
Zuckerberg, Pincus, Bezos & Doerr
is not our aim; though they're welcome to sit
in the audience. And hey, theirs are not
placenames for where the Internet is headed,
but where it has already stopped along the way.
We don’t have Zuckerberg's or John Doerr’s genius,
but they lack ours. We may not have Pincus's intensity,
or Bezos' laugh, but all of us have our own superpowers.
Hey, investors, we think we can reach ubiquity,
and do so while retaining most or all of the equity.
Hey investors, you're sitting on a quarter of a billion George Washingtons.
It's good to know where that money has been.
Of AWS, virtual goods, and Connect you are proud,
but lo, those are fleeting droplets in the collective cloud.
The gardens to come will not have any walls,
Think upon that when your empire falls.
It is the way of the Net, then, now, and to come.
We do not deny your experience has much to teach,
But we entrepreneurs, mobile and free, shall remain out of your reach.