Upper Class

Atrocity of the hypocrite's;
Treason of the puppeteer;
Mirror images of the stoked fire;
The smell of signature bills;
The feeling of pureness to the soul;
They yet to understand those who hide under the rock;
They have tea and cigars;
Cozy in their clubs;
Full ranged housing on the beach;
They love their cash;
They find beauty in street trash;
We pay taxes;
We love the wind;
The brushing of our young kin;
They grow to repeat the cycle to the max;
At least in this sector, we have each others' backs.





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