They die... for lack of wisdom
They fry for lack of second thought
They try to fool the system behind
They live to ignore basic principles
we are in a world
where chase of money is our taste
Breakfast mother and holiday
We drink Hustle we flatten clubs
To fatten the accounts
Accidents are diminished
Freemasonry is increasing
Crude by will is a thrill
Yet they can't afford to remain chill
Fame is glorified
and to hell no body cares anymore
Souls hardened to monsters
While politics burns like plastics
Polluting the free space
of democracy and development
Chocking mutual existence
All along amplifying Tribalism
They are willing to be slaughtered
To praise their Lead pastors
Rogue like the friend politicians
Pestering them with life blindness
In podiums they hug
in stadiums they twerk
The real shark of humanity
Thrive in the man-eat - man ideologies
The systems they own
The money belongs to them
The basics they control
all aliens of Humanity
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