They rise, They fall.
They are the ants on the brick wall.
Their visions, Their insights.
Are the frailty of their significance.
They are the tool, For Industrialization.
Consumed by Socialism and Oppurtuntism.
Their greed that satisfies their realization,
Are just a mere form of their self justification.

They love and yet they hate.
They claim to serve,
and yet they wanted to be served.
They rule and monopolized,
every aspects of negativity.
They are the Hydra of the oppressed,
The denial's symbolism,
The object of Hypocrisy...