Bad Poetry Monday

Alienation's for the Rich
by [REDACTED]

It only takes a spark
To burn a pile of hundos
You have to be wealthy to understand
To know what it's like to have more
To know what it's worth to want less
No one cares about more than your money
Not even you
There's no loathing like self-loathing
For the rest of us
For us huddled masses yearning to be drunk
There's no time to feel ennui
We don't have energy to do it
To burn all the money we don't have.
There's no righteousness like self-righteousness.