The Mystery of the Disappearing Loans

Written by: Kyle kriticos

It was morning and his face was red like fury
But really he just wished he was alone 
The sold sign on his house didn't bring no money
Took a lone to pay a lone and lost his home
Fighting back the boundaries of the projects
He lost the last "white-collar" that he had
The rent is now exactly what he's making 
And grocery stores don't let you run a tab
The bankers say it's weird that he's not bothered 
When integers have stepped inside the math
But since he can't afford to take a shower 
Threats of tarnished credit make him laugh