The Lies That Build The Social Pyramid
Social class is just a couple of words with no true meaning
We act as though it is not rude and demeaning
We look to those below us and ignore
We watch them suffer, then shut the door
To keep ourselves from seeing the truth
That poverty has spread to adults and youth
Poverty is not just those who are lazy and uneducated
But to those with little resources and who are underestimated
We look up to those rich, white upper classmen
We accept that they are the ones with money in their hand
We decide to blind ourselves from the rich people with their power
While those in poverty get just a couple cents an hour
Upper class people have no conscience due to power and cash
They metaphorically step all over the lower class until they smash
The hope out of those in poverty and reassure their place
Which is why we look at the poor people with disgrace
But those in poverty have no choice on where they stand
Especially when there is no one giving a helping hand
Although we are stuck in this social hierarchy
It appears to us as permanent malarkey.
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