The Cost of success.

This is the world of me against the world
Many lost, few won.
Winners, upper class and loser lower.

Politicians deceive all.
Police extort both poor and rich.
And doctors, They wished you were sicker.

Crude generals raise armies for no war
Journalists sell everything that’s going on
And businessmen are making prices higher .

The wicked indeed did win.
Using sinister moves to get what they wish
And Leaving the poor poorer.

At dead one cannot take Gold that cannot rust.
Why chase after the dust?
I’d rather live like a duck.
Living care freely at a dock.

Note: Structure emphasizes on;
Trinity, Duality, diversity and oneness of all.

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