At what cost…living
Eagles of iron lead
the way Vendors of
money…give so much more Others also have
their say On these profits, so
high they soar To borrow money…it
isn’t hard Banks never do fret A silver, gold or
platinum card Living a life of
credit Hypnotised into the
wonders glare A life full of
luxurious delights Innocent lives caught
in the money snare How to
repay...sleepless nights! Statements, like
daggers, pierce tender heart Preying for
miracles...a fresh new start
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