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Mobile Money, No Cry
Mobile Money, no cry I am Mobile Money I have no home, no nest Clean or dirty work I do Sometimes evil ones too Angels and demons I meet As I roam in the streets All day, all night Sleeping awake I travel non-stop In wake or sleep Flying as I work In rain or shine Through the sky Sweating all day Gliding in clouds Gliding, gliding Masters exploit me Squeezing me in sweaty hands No body- guard with me But I paratroop unseen Like a night dancer in homes Taking myself in darkness. When I complain they tell me, Mobile money, no cry I make bosses happy They sing, “Hosanna in the highest”, When they see me humble and meek Through glass windows. They jump with joy as I arrive I watch them in amorous moods But they use me to pay for bills Of dirty games, done in caves As I wait to see all Sometimes my lovers Waylay and kidnap me They harass and defile me Then hide me in dark holes In smelly pockets they put me Where I cannot breathe Then hijack me as concubine But they tell me Mobile money, no cry
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