rich kid, poor kid

money governs the poor house

as the emotional puppeteer

dialling the atmospheric climate

to the frequency of fear

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“we can’t afford it” douses dreams

four metal clips on angels wings

before they even learn to fly

they are attuned only to how to survive

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their dreams are placed in a box

filled with shells and collected rocks

and buried deep into the earth

alongside hope and fragments of self worth

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it’s deeply embedded at such tender age

that some children are loved whilst others dispensed rage

the poor kid knew which one she was

and her heart eventually accepted that she was the cause

.

something inside her must be bad

for her parents not to love her or care when she’s sad

hence she grew up in burning shame

knowing deep down that she was to blame

.

only she never really understood why

she would be threatened with smacks if she dared to cry

she watched the other kids actually being bad

being mean and violent and not making parents mad

.

she was never once like that

so how to make sense of the fact

that she was punished and born into strife

and being good didn’t actually have influence on life?

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so she tried her very best

to pass the ever-changing, invisible test

by keeping herself silent and out of sight

making whispered wishes to the stars at night

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money in the rich house

is one of many tools in the shed

for the emotional climate

can be set consciously instead

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opportunities endlessly bestowed

fun experiences frequently unfold

wished granted readily

and hearts radiate steadily

.

the rich kid gets to follow his dreams

for his parents have the means

they aren’t victims, angry and bitter

these are humans financially fitter

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no one is scared about buying food

or receiving a bill that plummets the mood

they laugh over nourishing meals instead

and fall to sleep in comfortable beds

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the rich kid always believes in his self worth

it’s never been in question since his arrival on earth

he never really stops to question why

he has this privilege whilst others just get by

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there’s just this assumption that his family is better

they are deserving and so live unfettered

nothing like those animals below

who curse and yell and lack ethereal glow

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but perhaps he too feels something is missing

in spite of his parents granting his wishing

perhaps his house is also devoid of magic

something taught to him as being man’s lowly trick

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perhaps he doesn’t look at the stars at night

perhaps he never learns to appreciate that sight

perhaps his privilege obscures his view

of what in this world is real and true

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