Only the rich,
Can afford and decide...
To have whatever it is approved.
And to enforce upon others,
What it is to be convinced...
They should consider to lease,
On agreed terms to eventually buy.
Only the rich can switch,
Perceptions and ideals to have appeal.
Only the rich can pick,
Which religious affiliation...
Or politics best represents those preferences,
To change and make their entitlement.
Regardless of who accepts it.
With a leaving of those with fixed beliefs,
Left heard protesting their objections.
'What's being done is against 'my' beliefs.'
~That's nice.
But would you feel that way,
If the reality of your life to live...
Was not done with fear or threats,
Of having what you own being re-possessed?
Or a lay-off that may downsize your faith?
Only the rich have no thoughts to keep like this,
Everyday to remind them...
Of debits to pay or a missed meal to wish.~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem