Higher;
higher still
touching the sky,
on towers of finite currency.
How long does it last,
what is it worth
to be a member
of the bourgeoisie.
Head above water,
just getting by
ascribed or achieved wealth,
still living a lie.
Wealth above others
a sacrificial chamber
not what it's portrayed to be
but filled with lust,
loss and danger.
Faces of dignitary,
Laugh as they're spent.
While you invest in the world
and compare what you rent.
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 3:40 AM UTC
Higher;
higher still
touching the sky,
on towers of finite currency.
How long does it last,
what is it worth
to be a member
of the bourgeoisie.
Head above water,
just getting by
ascribed or achieved wealth,
still living a lie.
Wealth above others
a sacrificial chamber
not what it's portrayed to be
but filled with lust,
loss and danger.
Faces of dignitary,
Laugh as they're spent.
While you invest in the world
and compare what you rent.
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