Poem -

Locked Out of Heaven

Heavens gate
If there is one I know what I will find
A great big lock
One that will require a credit card and a 
good fico score to enter
IT has become ridiculous the way 
We are allowng ourselve be put into castes
Like a third world country with ancient 
Beliefs and practices'
We have the super wealthy 
The elite of the wealthy elusive and 
Determined to remain aloof
1per cent
Than the 0ther rich and very rich
They are the new middle class
and ...
the former working middle class
That their parents had struggled to ahieve
That their parents had strived to leave
But now 
The slide into a lower class
Is modified by gadgets
By the illusion of the same worth
That your dollar your job and your assets
Still add up to a middle class
But the fact to be seen
The truth of the matter
Is that the world has written a new chapter
Again we will be diving into the times
When the upper class will have access to 
Fine educations, to fine homes and locations
Fine social structuring that will be so 
well done that the riff will be hidden
That the illusion of being well off
will be temporarly maintained
Until they see 
They have been locked out of heaven

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Jim "The Lad" ....

Enjoyed the poem! I'm not wealthy but I'm still trying to not get locked out!..............Jim

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