We learned to hate the wealthy when
The wealthy were all thieves
And rulers with the strength to take
Whatever they should please.
The wealthy, when they gained their wealth
From voluntary trade,
Were thought to get their wealth the way
The ruler thieves were paid.
So then we turn back to the thieves
Who promise that they'll take
The wealth from those who earned that wealth
Then lie: "It's for your sake."
We've come to trust the ones who made
Us never trust the rich
And, rather than take a hand up,
Lie beaten in a ditch.
Exchange is new and power's old
So it feels natural --
But if we keep believing that,
We'll live still in the Fall.