274 (18.04.2015)

How can you still be true blue through and through,
Despite the fact you've lived here for so long?
Does nothing in your conscience stick like glue?
Has nothing in the world gone slightly wrong?
When you see those statistics on parade,
And when you see those films so often shown
Does not the joy in your consumption fade?
D'you never cry a little on your own?
So, seven families' financial wealth
Is worth more than the 40 poorest lands
And still the poor man's left to feed himself
With not even a dollar in his hands.
"The rich," you say, "they've earned it fair square..."
But I say that it's sin if they don't share.

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