I gave ChatGPT the first two lines and told it to complete the sonnet. (meh)
**A billionaire is like a rotten cyst,**
**And all the billions are like rancid pus.**
**Their greed infects the world; the poor persist,**
**While wealth swells up, diseased and poisonous.**
**Their factories cough smoke like labored breath,**
**The rivers choke on filth they never clean.**
**They spread through laws, a plague that welcomes death,**
**Consuming all and leaving nothing green.**
**They starve the healthy cells with selfish need,**
**A cancer growing faster than we fight.**
**Each mansion built while countless mouths still plead,**
**Is but a symptom screaming all's not right.**
**Yet sickness fades when cures begin to thrive—**
**The host must rise, or none will stay alive.**