You have never known nasty
Rich, middle and poor statuses;
Boundaries were invisible
For your eyes were wide open.
You never did literally push
Any rich high above the sky;
Nor the poor to deep trench;
But you forced us not to move.
You went so very crazy,
That you never regretted about.
You are full of evil, a murderer
Yet did a number of good deeds.
Should we be grateful
For you cleaned the atmosphere?
Or be with hatred towards you
For you hijacked some great souls?