Whoever said, “Every man is equal” Must not have seen much of life The world and its errors that we can’t fix Makes it a constant fight Not everyone is wealthy And not everyone gets it in a hurry Some of us actually struggle And there are most of us who have to worry There’s some who feed with silver spoons Who hardly feel life’s pains And others of us deal with life And all of its complaints Life itself is discrimination And I believe there’s no equality How do you put wealth on a platform? While at the same time hiding poverty Why do the rich and wealthy Have the right to look down? On the so called equal people, That are stuck on the ground Rich and poor together Do not at all equal the same So someone tell me please How does it add up? There will always be a ground And over it the clouds hovers People as a whole maybe similar But never equal to each other
I chose this poem, due to its controversial nature. It is a counter to my earlier idea that I talked about how all men are equal, but because the world has such differences, it is not easiest to see. I just like the way it reads and a good counterargument is always good.
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