Why help each other?
Give the bourgeois time, the impecunious a cent and the wealthy a explanation and neither find the prosperity.
If the truth was a being, it would be enslaved, critique and given a new epithet. It's amity would be called mendacity, it's proclamation would be unheard and publicized.
The prosaic composition it gives would be bitter blasphemy, and wrenched by a misconstrued analysis.