Money was destroying the species, 

This imaginary concept, this legal fiction, made indispensable. 

Contrary to the myths created by the wealthy, 

It was not generally obtained by the best, 

The smartest, the most cunning, the most industrious, 

But by the worst the species had to offer, 

The most vile, the most immoral, the most vacant, 

Those who would do anything for it at the expense of the world. 

Those who often contributed nothing themselves, 

Using others to amass their filthy lucre through monopolization. 

And it allowed the lowest, the basest, to reproduce, 

When Nature would have precluded them, 

Allowing the ugliest, the dumbest, the most evil to find a mate, 

Those who would sell themselves, their very being for it, 

And every generation suffered the compounded consequences, 

Becoming dumber and more immoral as time passed. 

It was a general rule, proven time and time again, 

Scratch a man with money and find a thief, a pervert, an abuser, and a cheat, 

Find someone with no moral compass nor the intelligence to know how evil they were.