Inequality Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

The rich are getting richer
Their golden goblets are overflowing
Drenched with best that life can offer
Their future is ever so bright
Illuminated by their multimillion bank accounts
Their rides are ever so shining
Polished by the best butlers

The poor are drowning in poverty
Their hopes plunged into a dark abyss
Overpowered by the weight of capitalism
Their dreams submerged in hopelessness
Their hands full of bread crumbs
They scramble among themselves
Pushing and shoving one another
Drenched in a layer of bitterness
Death is never too far
From their battered life

Inequality, the monster in the room
Conceived in the womb of capitalism
Incubated by a new generation of Elites
Grows unhindered in the streets of the world
Threatening the existence of billions of people