Dear Capitalism,
Dear Capitalism,
How long while you favor the rich
And ditch the the middle class and the poor
You ignore our protest like a knock on the door at midnight
You lock away your money in tax havens
More inequalities befall single parent families
As you dangle minimum wages as a carrot in their faces
This is the bases of our out cry
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