Among two hundred and fifty million people

Among two hundred and fifty million people
There are fraudsters, who always change their work
When they are weak, they beg and lick
When strong, they rob sea and land

The cheats are passionate, want to be big people
Because they lowering farmers and coolies
Anyone who is profitable, cash is obeyed
If tomorrow is detrimental, he is immediately betrayed

Among them, pretending to compete with each other
They are opposite each other, friends don’t exist
True friends are ambition and greed
I struggled to maintain love because they were human

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