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Mar 2022
A life that's totalled
Is all in figures
Followed by zero's
Balance he hasn't used
For his own good
Decides if he was useful


The greatest joke
God played on man
Was to allow him
To discover cash on hand

Worthiness was decided
Talent was judged
Skill was valued
Religions too participated

More the better
The thumb rule
Everyone with the same goal
Bring in economics to fool

Complicated by its nature
Man added his nature
Never happy with what he has
He played with ideas to increase the money in hand

A million things were added
Nothing was ever subtracted
Multiplying money the purpose
Division of society the result

Rich and Poor
Indexes were formed
Wants remaining constant
Rich had the better hand

Wants too increased
Desire for money proportionately
Division grew with disparity
Some had all and many had none

One more section cropped
Having some but not all
Stood between the rich and poor
Appropriately named middle class

Where did class come from
Assuming that one end us all class
Their unlucky brethren is no class
Money decided Class

Worth Want Class
Rich Poor Middle
Not a plan of God
He's included so to hell with it all

Under the sky
Value added immediately
Market forces they say
Decide the value themselves we hear

Money the only motive
Equity Land Interest
Different names given
Those who don't have don't understand is the way its planned


Distribution of wealth
Con game of the Universe
Shared only amongst themselves
Not amongst them then deemed worthless

A place for people
Now rated second
Wars waged in their name
People killed money remains

Humanity laughed at
Weakness to cover the indigent
Cover the tracks and remove the guilt
Fill the empty pockets with all the sin

Religions now wage war
Money needed to spread it beyond far
Waiting for the day to deliver
Where God is sold to the highest bidder
Written by
KV Srikanth
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