You can't take your money to the grave
No excuse to misbehave
We all born innocent
Duped into being a debt slave
Mortgage really means death pledge?
Everyone pushed closer to the edge
A tie around the neck
More like a noose
Collar to go with it like a dog
And those black as death shoes
Cuffs on the shirt
Locked in bondage until the dirt
Taste greed
Never be freed
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Author:
Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: June 8th, 2023 00:50
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Comments1
Yes indeed!
Cheers!
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