Capitalism can't sail in the ship of morality
Morality possesses conscience, love and humility
The life of capitalist depends on suppression
Breathless sighs of workers an apparent impression
Greed, gluttony, wrath and creed dominate their passion
Pride of wealth infuses spirit of shameless aggression
Strut with gleam on humanity without fear of hell
Who are on earth about worth of demonic deeds to tell?
Practice the art of making black money into the white
Under the garb of charitable deeds before human sight
Capitalism is the mother of measured wealth untold poverty
Between the earth and the sky becomes their sovereignty
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