Losers (Human Beings) & Winner (Money) Poem by Marcondes Pereira

We're fighting in the mud, we endure disgrace.
We're losing our golden years, we never see richness face.
We're humiliated, but we smile in disguise.
We're never heard, but we adopt a happy guise.

I see your suffering, but I ignore
Your painful stories.
I see your sorrows, but I adore
Your repetitive miseries.
I'm money, and I rule your lives and your spirit's state
In my name, you all commit acts of love and hate.