Nothing Becoming Funny

Not everyone, was fortunate; one tries, to rise above. If one becomes successful; the rest, can show, no love. All of sudden, one is, a sell out; that person, is not real, now ready, to disrespect them; that person, they can not feel. One can not then inspire; instead that person, is no good. This person, can not even walk, in their original neighborhood. Assuming are they of one; the person, well-off, is about to flaunt, planning are they of taking; for they are wild animals on a hunt. Not seeing, what they could be; instead they, see some prey. Not worrying are they, of tomorrow, but worrying about today. No morals, do they live by, rather living, for the money, hungry they soon become, with nothing , becoming funny.