MONEY (burlesque)
The rich have more than the down-and-out,
the situation seems so unfair,
they keep so much, these people of wealth
why can’t they, at least, share,
the homeless on the streets make ends meet
living without hope and care.
the rich man’s meal is fit for a king while the
poor makes do with what is there,
the pockets of the rich are stashed with cash,
the poor man’s cupboard is bare,
a sheen of shine on expensive shoes, while
cheap ones have seen much wear,
the flow and fall of the gentle lady’s clothes,
the simple wench’s has a tear.
The destitute take matters into their hands,
“for equality” they swear,
while the rich snuggle in their beds, they
make devious plans in their lair,
to seize from the mighty, strike them down
before they are hardly aware,
so they break into mansions, rob and run,
(for the rich have much to spare),
a grand man’s life they easily take, for the
want of gold they would dare,
what does it profit a man to gain the world
but forfeit his soul, the Bible does declare.
for those who have and have not; money is,
for sure, the root of evil everywhere.
