Superstars and cannon balls in their bars and cars cavort
To spite the plight of the poor bereft of flour who admire the rich
As spires and braii fire and fires of afffluence and influence vote
Against saints who paint a positive picture for the poor to whom pie in the sky they preach.
Superstars and cannon balls in halls of fame and game towers
Where powers scour the environment ignore the omniscient
Power of God in their fold, mould and futile flowers
Trample down rights of clowns, browns, frowns and Gypsies, for whom no cent.
Superstars like Bill Gates and cannon balls like CR seven
Dare to care for the bottom and tome of society's pyramid
Where their gesture to invest a portion of their wealth even
Though other moguls aspire for elective office for personal pride, indeed.
Superstars and cannon balls sometimes dupe troops of taxpayers
Through creative accounting and legal loopholes they exploit
To the hilt to swell their coffers as layers
Of their fortunes pray for a tax haven although petroleum gets spoilt.
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