Who Are We or Is It Where?

Who Are We or Is It Where?

In the land of plenty wealth abounds,
Yet more and more homeless each day are found.
Our royal elite own not a crown,
Announced by their rides and the hoods where they’re found.

It’s human to harbor want for their life,
Although we want not for the required sacrifice.
Remaining true to self, embracing our own identity,
Yields far more contentment than they’ll ever see.

The homeless find themselves when at the bottom of the pit,
While most of the wealthy, there will never sit.
The human condition so ripe with irony,
May the lessons of the poor on the wealthy, please be.

Oh, what a litmus for destiny and full-circle theory!
If the poor became wealthy would greed we see?
If the wealthy became poor would they still charge such high fees?
Alas! I fear we are where we are, unless of course, we’re not!