The Poem of Two Lifestyles

You'll go away to have some fun.
You'll fun with friends, will take a run!
Will run to cab or bus or train,
the train will take you to entertain!
Then you will try finding a CC, Square...
Will ask somebody, if it is there.
Unknowing clearely it is where,
you'll give your way a hug of share!
After finding the CC 2,
your friends will get little busy too!
You'll sit somewhere, will mobo-tool
you'll to-and-fro in it, like a fool!
Your guys, holding a shopping cart
will come down to the payment mart.
Having all over your brand new shirt,
you'll have to come down to earth!

A boy will promise strongly to his mom,
"I'll come back soon with some rupees on.
He'll stag out of his tiny shack,
leaving his dying-ill old mother back.
He'll stare to some cool Mercedes...
No! Not on shops, they're on the streets!
He'll knock its window, will pray to them.
His poor story, he'll say to them.
The Richie rich, with a hurtfully hate
will close the windows with slang, I bet!
The boy will cry from inside.
But somehow, he'll try it to hide.
He'll look around, will see some boys
are coming out of mall, making noise.
He'll go to them, will say the same.
They'll question him, "Hey, what's your name?"
The boy will tell. But then he'll get,
one slap and torn off shirt pocket!

And the CC lad, he'll shake off his dirt,
will look proudly to his newly shirt!