Social Creed
This social status brings me to my knees, as I sense a divide, a widening disease.
The upper class, devoid of any pride, spreads their lies and hide behind the media while
others silently bide.
They try to appease, ignoring the pleas of those in need, lost in the social freeze.
A creed that breeds, like a newly sprouted seed, fostering division, where hatred's the creed.
While they preach to the masses, those dealt a cruel fate, social structures thrive, but their
hearts are sedate.
This creed only nourishes greed at the top, while so many struggle, just trying to stop.
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