Survival

In a world of inequality, every act is a
mystery, hard work becomes a mockery,
Opportunities grape by the unskilled.
Innovative minds stock in limbo, growth
becomes an illusion, reward mocks result
Passion subdued with availability.

The street masters in charge of outdoor
have buglers breath on the weak' sweat.
The cunny like serpent gets away with fraud, gamblers circle  have gain popularity, carcass Lay in streets and the ground weep with their blood in exchange for wealth.