作曲 : Tim Ouyang
 Allow me to introduce you to some friends of mine
 They have both kept me company at some point in time
 One takes you captive, her comforts attractive
 While the beggars sit and wait at her door
 And with her you will always want more
 Wealth, why do you exist?
 And why are you so hard to resist?
 We purchase we pay, we hope it gets better
 But hope is sold for the day
 Wealth & Poverty stay

 And then there's Poverty she's
 Hard to shake
 Beause till death do us part is the same as forever
 She'll rob you dry, o you should see her cry
 When you find out you don't have anymore
 She replies, "That is why you are poor."
 Poverty, should you exist?
 "Yes, of course," the rich men insist
 They'll give you a dollar and hope it gets better
 But hope is sold for the day
 Wealth & Poverty stay
 Why does it have to be so separate and clean?
 Abundance, destitution no in between
 And why do we desperately cling to our extremes?

 Mercy, do you exist?
 "Yes, of course," the good men insist
 But mercy is silent 'cause no one will let her
 Give us hope for the day
 Wealth & Poverty stay
 Wealth & Poverty stay