The poor are sure to get,
Their backs to pack more taxes.
While the rich split,
With assets possessed protected
By loopholes created...
Those poor pay for.
And left deluded and elated...
They've assisted those rich,
Seen on TV...
Sitting on palm trees islands,
Waving from distances...
The poor will never reach.
Even from dreams deferred...
Meant to stay limited.
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