Poem about rich people who are more concerned about accumulating money than
the well being of others.
Image by Marco Raaphorst via Flickr
If you are filthy rich,
Please go and take a shower.
It will clean the filth from your body,
But not the filth for power.
You will still desire money.
The lust for it is too great.
There’s no time to think of the poor.
Let someone else worry about their fate.
Just accumulate the good things in life.
Perhaps if you’re in the mood,
You might feel a little generous
And give the less fortunate scraps of food.
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