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They say that we are all equal
But we are not
We are all different people
Tied up into society’s knot

There is the upper class
Those drowning in money
Standing on the greener grass
Living in a world that is sunny

Then there are the middle-class ones
Hoping to be successful
Trying to find a job, everyone’s and anyone’s
Life is hard and stressful

The lower class is last
Barely able to get through
They are poor and the outcast
Who want to live life anew

I thought we were all the same
So why is he a billionaire
Winning this unfair, unjust game
Show me a place of equality, show me where

There is something we can do to help those in need
But we don’t do we just say
After all, we are made of greed
There must be something we can do to change our cruel ways

If there was a ten dollar bill lying on the street
Who would take it first?
The one with gourmet meals to eat
Or the ones dying of thirst

This ten dollar bill
Could buy someone’s life
Or it could buy starvation and kill
Just like a knife

The upper class would take it
To buy a fancy drink
They find what they’re doing fit
Spending that money before they could even blink

The middle class would take it
And save it for later
Life’s not the best but they won’t quit
Hoping for something greater

The lower class would take it
Using it for the best
Listening to their stomach and wit
Or maybe getting themselves dressed

They live outside
In the freezing cold or scorching sun
Holding onto their deepest pride
Hoping to get some food, but they have none

The middle class, the average
They live in decent houses
They could buy some cheap food or a beverage
Or a few different colored blouses

They could buy whatever they want
The upper class, the rich and powerful
Live however they want
Of course, their lives are fun and colorful

Aren’t we all the same
Aren’t we all just people with different problems to overcome
We are equal, they claim
That means we’re all being stepped on, we’re all being scum

The lies people feed us
Are getting to our minds
We could all argue and discuss
The fact that’s making us blind

Only those who are allies
Or are kind-hearted enough to see
Only those people are the ones who realize
There’s no such thing as equality

But then what is class?
Why am I here and why is he there
You may ask
Don’t look, don’t glance, don’t stare

We have to change the rules of society
We must change the rules of class
Have at least some type of equality
The opportunity has not yet passed

We are not equal.
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