The major population suffers while the minor population bask in their wealth. The flame of their greed is hot. We work and sweat so they can fill their endless greed. The skin of the masses blackens. We burn, we burn, but no one cares. They rot from the inside out while we burn. Their corruption and greed blackens their hearts and rots them while their malice burns our skin. We burn, we burn, slaving away and making so little. Our pain and sacrifice fuels their corruption and greed. We work and slave the day while they enjoy the finer things in life. We burn and burn while they rot, inside out. To burn or to rot, does it matter which? Money will not matter in the end. Whether it be hell or heaven we venture to after this, or simply the great empty abyss, there money will be meaningless.