The Scroll Of Wealth Poem by Quame Boatmann

Hurray! we’ve found it!
After many years of toil and pain
We’ll no more lose but gain
Our leaders seemed nonchalant
Always ignoring our grievances
So to manipulate us anyhow they want
Casing our wealth in their authority

For they fear we’ll become like them
We couldn’t comprehend
Why they’re numb and reckless
Aren’t they to stand in for us?
Why are we less in the system?
But for their remiss actions,
We blame the duty

But hail to Jezebel, the red
We’ve found it-the scroll
The scroll which contains our wealth
The duty is good from the scroll

Though we must dine and wine
We should rather gloom
We’ve found the scroll, yes
But we’re all cowards
So what are we going to do with it?