Inequality

K Kenneth Maswabi Kenneth Maswabi
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The rich are getting richer Their golden goblets are overflowing Drenched with best that life can offer Their future is ever so bright Illuminated by their multimillion bank accounts Their rides are ever so shining Polished by the best butlers The poor are drowning in poverty Their hopes plunged into a dark abyss Overpowered by the weight of capitalism Their dreams submerged in hopelessness Their hands full of bread crumbs They scramble among themselves Pushing and shoving one another Drenched in a layer of bitterness Death is never too far From their battered life Inequality, the monster in the room Conceived in the womb of capitalism Incubated by a new generation of Elites Grows unhindered in the streets of the world Threatening the existence of billions of people

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