Warm sun on your face - poem

Stay in the shade they say
You don’t want your melanin to decay
Preserve your skin from wrinkles
God forbid your eyes will crinkle
Your value will deplete
You don’t deserve to feel complete
The heat is a treat preserved for the elite
And one of life’s remaining free pleasures
Now comes with another pressure, to stay young forever
The warm sun on your face will be charged at a premium rate
For your skin is prime real estate
Benefitting the bourgeois state
So don’t go out in the sun today
Your happiness is a small price to pay
For youths eternal heyday