The Rich Get Richer the Poor Stay Poor-

I heard a worried smelly coppering Once I said engaged and nickeling The Richer poor get richer Unrest- unrest- unrest The rich get richer the poor stay poor Nothing left All's been spent Only this And a reservation Hush What a gold rush Do you like silver cadets It's a rich get richer the poor stay poor They're stood a guided gold plated stand By brought such sorrow To richer poor gets richer Tohat preventative preventative cushion I felt compelled to sniff the elements I threw my silver spoon upon the floor The surplus standbys storing I crave the proactive precious plus gold rush Set I think of kil Death shall bring assets Which I whom discovered the reserve The richer gets richer the poor stays poor 11/8/20 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020