corrupted
× × ×
blinded by fortune,
they succumb to temptation.
closing their greedy eyes
to the poor and dying nation.
stealing our money,
thinking we're too naïve to know.
'nobody would see you,'
whispers the devil with the fiery red glow.
'give us our money back!'
the boss runs out of patience.
'give it up before we attack!'
you corrupts will lose your conscience.
× × ×
A/N
here's to the pigs who steal our money; you are not worthy to be called leaders.
27 Aug 2013 - Poetry #103, Other #181
