Mr. Big sits at his big mahogany desk
At the top of his big tower.
Mr. Small sits at his small table
In his small enclave.
Mr. Big buys what he wants
And then some.
Mr. Small buys what he needs,
But doesn’t quite make it.
Mr. Big gives in to instant gratification,
Even though it makes him empty.
Mr. Small does the same,
But thinks it would be different if he had money.
Mr. Big wants the world.
Mr. Small wants what Mr. Big has.
Their bank balances polarize sharply with time,
But their hearts are the same,
And they’re ignorant to this.
Nov 27, 2019
Nov 27, 2019 at 2:24 PM UTC
Mr. Big sits at his big mahogany desk
At the top of his big tower.
Mr. Small sits at his small table
In his small enclave.
Mr. Big buys what he wants
And then some.
Mr. Small buys what he needs,
But doesn’t quite make it.
Mr. Big gives in to instant gratification,
Even though it makes him empty.
Mr. Small does the same,
But thinks it would be different if he had money.
Mr. Big wants the world.
Mr. Small wants what Mr. Big has.
Their bank balances polarize sharply with time,
But their hearts are the same,
And they’re ignorant to this.