Elite
They seem to live among us,
Like their members of some cult,
In belief that what they squander,
Won't be missed by those that don't...
While the masses crave attrition,
Just to get a larger share,
It just sets the right conditions,
For what's social class warfare...
So their profit margin raises,
And our benefits decrease,
Every member hide their pages,
So that Wall Street keeps its lease...
Every loophole we provided,
Should secure us all a piece,
Buts done nothing but divide us,
While its shipping overseas...
As the gap between us widens,
On the backs of the abbarent
It's the wealthiest outside us,
That become much more apparent..
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