Gula

Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Dine in excess, feast on my flesh
Never take less, I gulp without finesse
With all I’m obsessed, I take all I get
To poor I’m a threat, devour then reset
Building my wall, while watching you crawl
Im having a ball, seeing society fall
I thrive on your means
While you slave like machines
Greed lives in my genes
I’m the gluttony queen
Guilt has no face, no mimic, no grace
It’s hidden deep inside, leaving black rotten traces
You can see all expressions of greed upon his mug
Not sorry for what he is, h’s vicious, he’s smug
Revels in powr, feeds from the poor
More horrid than the devil — you capitalist whore
There is no space left, in his stomach, he’s deft, to pretend that he cares,
when they scream in despair
Yes, the people, their souls, created love without a payroll
Love is equal, limitless for all
But not to him, he keeps building his wall