How Selfish

All for one None for all A house of cards that will Bring about a great fall Only a select few Can spellbound the masses Becoming Kings and Queens With illegitimate claims to fame We lift them up high On a plinth made of our backbones We the new third estate Glorify them as demigods Who conquered us all With just a little bit of gloss We are their slaves Enthralled to them We give them all Unholy wolves Swaddled in wool are they Devouring all with their avaricious mind-set We pay them tithe Which they feel is rightly theirs The public purse is for them alone Everyone else must get by on their own Just a few control the building blocks of society An inbred top heavy hierarchy That exert undue pressure downwards Maiming those they lord over Stymieing their advancement A limited gene pool of ideas and talent Hinders the legacy That today passes to the future A sure way for eventual extinction A very sad prophecy Selfishness and graft Erode decency in society Harassing the pillars of unity Resentment thus festers Those in the middle Are full of hyperbole Their spiel of being undervalued Naught but insouciant drivel They craftily forget The power they wield And the economic gains they do so Hard to conceal Society must benefit if we aim for equality Those that contribute Must see their labour bear fruit All and sundry must get a slice Of the overburdened public pie