Trickle Down Hypocrisy
Tell me how does one fathom why poor fail to vote their own interests so much of the time?
That they somehow look up to those men having real wealth would seem to lack reason or rhyme.
But I wonder sometimes if it’s really an honor the wealthy are given this praise,
For the poor often have a distrust of affluence that seems to last all of their days.
Now America’s royalty doesn’t exist if you don’t worship our movie stars,
Who like our politicians quite frequently act as if ancestors all came from Mars.
My suspicion is poor people criticize rich though they secretly covet their wealth,
Enjoy seeing that rich people flounder as well and that all can be victims of stealth.
Oh but let me assure you impoverished friend, to the rich you are just easy mark
And the fact that your gold is so easily stripped simply proves you’ve no place on God’s Ark.
There’s no guilt, there’s no shame, most don’t care about you! You’re just fodder in life’s grinding mill,
For the food chain that governs most everyone’s life suggests poor are the richer folk’s swill.
So do you give it thought when you’re aping the rich, dreaming somehow this fairytale’s true
Or are you in denial, don’t want to reflect on, the choices still open to you?
But this choice you must make, to stand up for yourself! If you don’t then you soon will be fired.
You might actually, doing this, save rich man’s soul who gets richer when your job’s retired.
And if you should get rich then my prayer, my best hope’s that you stand still with friends helping you,
Are not standing on bodies to increase your stature, aware that your real friends are few.
Brian Johnston
September 5, 2015
Copyright © Brian Johnston | Year Posted 2015
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