Sixty Two People
Sixty two fat cats hold tight on their riches .
The poorest of people have to make do with scraps from the table .
Yet in a slum of a work place, The seamstresses eyes strain
Sewing in labels of companies to famous to name as it would cause them so much shame.
If only the bosses would stop dodging taxes
And pay decent wages to the lads and the lasses.
Schools can't teach children who are working in kitchens
If only our Governments would show some conviction
To banish the world of injustice and victimisation.!
You need to know why the 62 richest people in the world hold the same wealth as the rest of us .
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