"Don't gain the world and lose your soul; wisdom is better than silver or gold." Bob Marley
Who made you believe
In idleness
At the expense
Of another
At the cost of people with
Unfortunate skin
in gradient hues
of warmth and Sun
Breathing in small
fatalities
Who told you to
Reap from their sweat
So you could betray
Them with ease not
Getting *****
to watch
The prosperity of your
paper bag profits
You have murdered them
In cold blood while
Farting on your futon
The American Dream
Has left you bloated
crashing like a burning zeppelin
to the unforgiving ground