Our lives are built on falsifications On piles of social limitations Passed down through many generations The rich stimulate economic creations For this they deserve our celebrations The poor need to raise their expectations Yet try not to rise above their stations Or ask for equality legislations They must happily accept birth situations Despite the obvious indications Of enduring class manifestations Don't hope to escape social manipulations Or innate poverty restrictions The rich dine out on low taxation Whilst the poor need determination To merely survive their classification I see this disease across our nation It's not just a poetic fabrication Do you come to the same realisation That we need a brand new evaluation Of humanitarian relations Translation: demonstration Break down social generalisations Highlight the greed of tax deviations Create fair society recommendations So every child born in any location Can achieve their dreams and aspirations
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