Deprive Them From Their Greed
They stand watching
The dreaded one percent.
Everyone looking
They all say it’s unfair
But they won’t admit,
They are jealous of their place.
Because no one yells justice
When is not unfair for them
No single part would complain
If they were the one percent.
If one thing could be changed,
Then I say crush their intent.
Don’t help the enraged
Nor support the wealthy aged.
I say take away their drive
Because competition always cause despise.
The rotten capitalized mind,
Is programmed to leave you behind.
There is neither dream nor better life.
There is just a free-for-all match.
Everything has a cost,
Because you value more the coin.
Men kill and rob
Only for the profit of the job.
No matter who is bellow or in the top,
Make their want stop.
Because the entire hundred won’t realize
That is greed, not justice what they idolize.