Living among the rich,
So close, yet so far, yet closer than you,
Depending on the pitch,
That was thrown to you and how good you are,
Through nature or nurture,
You know you have to live in a system,
To imagine any kind of future,
Even though when you think of the trade-offs,
You wonder's it worth it,
jesus said there would always be the poor,
Was he hedging his bets?
Only god knows,
That's why guilt is his drug,
Only a man would cover his own ass,
By sweeping the many under the rug.
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