Give it back

Take our money
Take our gold
Fool us again
Its getting old
Tell us a lie
Increase your wealth
Cant afford much here
In bad health
Fuel prices too high
Cigarettes not cheap
Taxes and bills
I just cant sleep
Something has to give
Someones got to go
We have poor living
And nothing to show
You eat your caviar
While we eat our broth
We sleep in the gutters
While you watch us rot
A time will come
When your empire will fall
And we will be there
To reclaim it all
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Posted: Jul 2012

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Comments (2)

Yankee4you
this is just like rap man....powerful and raw...a voice from the street shouting up to the penthouse up on Wall Street...I like it ..man.....you are unbelievably talanted.....welcome to the Corner....cheers cool cool
rapturecapture
Hi there was just browsing and came across your poem
Nice read... strong words... loved the title.
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