PROFIT! PROFIT! GREED! GREED! (a work in progres)
Profit rules the dayProfit - name of
The game
Greed - motivator
Poverty grinding down
You cant afford to eat
Have no place to live? So what!
Not my problem! Sling your hook!
As if I care!
Stop bothering me!
Feed your kids - your self
Heat your home
Turn the lights on
So what!
Then go with out!
Some can - tough - you cant!
Then do with out!
Profits to be made! Name of the game!
Stop winging do!
Sling your hook why dont you!
Cant find a job - that pays well?
If you wont - plenty in the que who will!
And take what I'm willing to pay
Go - sling your hook!
Stop winging - your coursing a seen
Any more lip from you - I'll call the cops
They know what to do with the likes of you!
Your just a waist of space!
I've got me profits to make!
ken d williams
The Dyslexic Wordsmith
Poetry by ken d williams
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Written on 2015-10-20 at 13:01
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