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Rich vs. Poor, who pulls the strings?
‪@DownrightMusicMaker‬

They wear gold on their fingers we wear dust on our hands
Stitched in silk suits they dream while we plow the land
Their world is all marbled ours is clay and stone
Invisible strings pulling thrones we don’t own

The skyline's their playground the alleys our stage
They whisper in shadows we burn with our rage
Their words write the paper our cries fade unheard
Each page lays the power til the balance is stirred

High notes for the wealthy low notes for the rest
We play this tired tune but who beats the chest
On top of the ladder they laugh at the climb
While we scrape for a moment they hoard all the time

They build glass fortresses barricade their spoils
As we feed the machine keep turning the coils
Power’s a green ghost haunting those below
But even ghosts shatter when the wind decides to blow

Pretend we're so separate they’ll have us believe
While they plant the black seeds of who gets to receive
But it’s skin it’s bone it’s a shared human fire
The same heart that beats can forge the uprising's choir

High notes for the wealthy low notes for the rest
We play this tired tune but who beats the chest
On top of the ladder they laugh at the climb
While we scrape for a moment they hoard all the time