Much I know of winners,
Those people are claimed success to own,
Luxurious lives they live,
As from my village people I hear,
All good things to them belong,
The rest they leave for the poor losers,
Their decision it is to consider them or not.
Much about rich people I know...
I used to love all people,
But now confused by these stories I hear,
Rich people loveable are not,
I'm told they despise the poor,
That 'lazy dogs' they refer to them,
These people grab even the little left,
Accumulating all for no good benefit
Much I am told about the rich...
Truth be said they isolate themselves,
Their mighty mansions towards the west,
As the poor occupy the east with fragile huts,
They have their own stocked malls,
Where they shop for expensive goodies,
Filthy open markets they leave for the poor,
To buy and sell green worthless leaves,
The rich I know much of...
These beings purchase designer clothes,
From countries urbanized abroad,
They leave 'Mitumba' for the poor,
Secondhand clothes we refer to them;
Also so corrupt I hear they are,
Advantage they take because of their cash,
Dangerous weapons they own,
To wipe out contaminants from them.
These rich people I know a lot about....
©Jennifer M
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