Some are bathing in money
Some can't bathe at all.
Some are given a head start
Some are forced to crawl.
Some have their own maids
Some live on the street.
Some have personal chefs
and some can't eat.
Some sleep in their beds
Some sleep in the snow.
Some are rising to the top
Some are stuck below.
Some work hard and make millions
Some work hard and make none.
Some have so many options
and some wish for just one.
Divide and conquer?
No, divide and fall.
Try giving, not taking
There's enough for us all.
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 1:14 AM UTC
Some are bathing in money
Some can't bathe at all.
Some are given a head start
Some are forced to crawl.
Some have their own maids
Some live on the street.
Some have personal chefs
and some can't eat.
Some sleep in their beds
Some sleep in the snow.
Some are rising to the top
Some are stuck below.
Some work hard and make millions
Some work hard and make none.
Some have so many options
and some wish for just one.
Divide and conquer?
No, divide and fall.
Try giving, not taking
There's enough for us all.
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