On opposite side the street they stand
One posses proudly
Yet the other is slummed and meek
In the proud one –
the family owns five cars
and that is just outside
Inside they have sixteenth century art work
Designer clothes and a fridge packed with food
In the meek one –
the family can hardly afford commute ticket
and have to scrape for the rent
they have an empty table with an empty milk botte
and an empty cereal bowl as everybody is out to work
nothing more and nothing else
That’s the kind of life they have to face
While the others remain in the warm haven
For them no money is enough to feed their lifestyle
While the other family can hardly on the minimum wage
Are you telling me this is right?
Are you telling me this is democracy?
Are you telling me this meritocracy?
By Elena Kokonova
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