Masters and Servants

There are a litany of unique events

Reading like a sort of testament

Of the people who desire power
  A hunger moving without relent

The elite being so very arrogant

To rise ascendant is their wish

Every hour to be their hour

But they must know this

Whatever one's political views

It doesn't change what is true

'It is easier for a camel to pass

Through the eye of a needle

Than for a rich man to enter 

The kingdom of heaven'

Know that 'We all bow down 

before the one we serve'

In the end the wealthy and elite 

Will learn what the result comes

For their life will earn nothing

And without love
Without charity
And having no kindness

Who do you serve?

Only yourself and no one else