Quiet Before The Storm :
Rich Man Raven Warfare
Black Pearl
Spectrum Wave Publ
Copyright@2026
The rich man thrives
Like a raven in disguise.
He does not care
Who loses sight?
Raven warfare
Until it satisfies—
He wants more,
More,
More,
Evermore,
Like a whore,
Greedy to the core.
They do not tend
To the needy.
Selfish, hate, lust—
A dangerous creed.
When a rich man
Takes from a poor man,
He declares a classic war:
Rich man raven warfare.
Poor man,
You'd better buck up.
Battle up.
Don’t give up the fight.
Bob Marley once said,
“Get up, stand up
For your rights.”
Rich man raven warfare.
They, too, are craven,
Act just like the raven.
Day and night, they declare the fight.
They desire to have
More,
More,
More.
They crave another’s possessions.
Rich man raven warfare.
Eyes so red, green with envy,
Master to destroy,
Walls of division were built between.
But the poor man
Must earn,
Learn a trade,
Create, innovate,
Unite and fight
For every man’s rights.
While the world sits in depression,
The Divine hears
The poor man’s confession.
Like Gideon, build an altar—
Pray, but also fight for what is right.
Rich man raven warfare
Will lose this war
Through lack of knowledge, greed’s deep scar.
With the power invested,
The poor man’s tears
Shall fetch a prophecy:
All men will be free.
Yet we live in a world
Where are they not treated the same?
We must end this charade,
Burn the rich man’s pockets,
Let the saga fade.
You won’t hear it
On the evening news,
But the clash continues—
Titans in another war.
Poor man, build your Trojan horse.
Rich man raven warfare,
In high demand,
Covets another man’s land.
They always want
More,
More,
More.
Rich man raven warfare,
Dirty whore.
As a poor man,
Is it survival of the fittest?
We will finish strong.
Stick around, find out.
Fix all businesses.
Rich man raven warfare—
Always more.
Survival is the song.
We rise,
Though the battle is long.
