July 24, 2025, The Mad Prophet Emilio
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The rich brandished their jeweled whips and took sips from
The blood of their cloned fetus’ stem cells while sitting atop of their mounds of bitcoins.
The population suffered from malnourishment, disease and were worked to the bone.
They were herded like lemmings into the killing trough.
Pressed into a bloody pulp every last drop of their resources.
One day, someone rose up and said, “Hey everyone! How’s about we…Erase. The. Rich.”
“Huh?” The others said.
“You heard me! How’s about we try erasing the rich?”
“...Erase the rich?”
“...”
“ERASE THE RICH!” All of humanity collectively shouted.
Yeah sure, we are the ones running the world into the ground
While the rich sit in their multi-million dollar manicured mansions.
Spreading microplastics and nanopollutants into our food and water,
Undercutting wages and pissing on the poverty-stricken people
And they can’t afford to be taxed so they ‘are forced’ to put tax on our existence?
“ERASE THE RICH!” All of humanity collectively shouted.
Screaming because they had summoned the Revolutionary Demon
Who fucked off back to Hell, a paradise compared to this infernal plane.
The Karens asked to speak with the manager.
Satan came and said, “Sorry! I wouldn’t even touch their 24k gold diamond encrusted shit.”
Since the people were abandoned, they took matters into their own hands.
“ERASE THE RICH!” All of humanity collectively shouted.
As they became mosquitos swarming the prosperous lions who were crying, saying,
“Why me? What did I ever do? You owe your life to me! Without me you are nothing!”
The lion was engulfed in a cloud and when it lifted,
All that remained were bones that quickly crumbled into dust.
The mosquitos then flattened foul fast-fashion factories,
Demolished overflowing warehouses filled with 6-7s
And liquidated corporations lazily laying in the lap of luxury.
“ERASE THE RICH!” All of humanity collectively shouted.
As they stormed the lavishly landscaped lawned estates.
They tore them down brick by brick and ground them into granules.
Then, they melted the precious metals down into statues of avocados and unicorns.
They buried the smoldering carcass of the rich's existence
Under propagated pollinator habitats and succinct succulent settlements.
“WAIT!” Someone shouted. “The rich still exist in our history and memories!”
“ERASE THE RICH!” All of humanity collectively shouted.
A frenzied, undulating mass swept across the nations.
They rewrote their history and erased all traces of the capitalist pigs.
Who were replaced by fictional characters, fairytales and mythological figures.
“Our history is fucked up and a lie anyway.
Written by the patriarchy, trust-fund babies, white supremacists and crooked politicians.
What harm are more lies going to do on top of the lies we are already built on?”
The people hunched over their screens scouring the Internet.
Removing videos of disassociated pop stars in space,
Restoring the name of the Earth’s largest rainforest,
Destroying predator men on private islands,
And dismantling tyrannical tangerines throwing tantrums.
“ERASE THE RICH!” All of humanity collectively shouted.
They finished erasing every trace of the wealthy’s existence.
Time went on and this cycle repeated itself over billions of years.
The people tore down the wealthy and the wealthy came back.
The people erased the rich and the rich came back.
This continued until the sun blew up and erased every trace of humanity.
Then, the rich were truly erased.
“ERASE THE RICH!” the universe shouted.