Craig Rozniecki's "Epidemic" is a list-like attack on inherited wealth. Almost every line adds another piece of privilege: money, connections, a career handed over at birth, servants, cars, houses, endless holidays. The speaker never describes a real person, only a type, and addresses him as "you," which makes the tone accusing and a little weary.
The anger sharpens in the middle. Small charity gifts are shown as a way to buy off guilt, and the demand for more profit leads to downsizing, so a family loses its income so that someone can have "another boat." The speaker clearly feels this greed is selfish and cruel.
The final lines call the problem an "epidemic," linking the greed of the rich to people in shelters and on the streets. The poem suggests both are widespread, and one feeds the other. The mood is bitter, critical, and impatient, built from short, blunt lines that pile up like the possessions they describe.