Being Conned
*Being Conned*
Written: by “Miracle Man”
7/16/2018
My entire life I’ve considered myself high strung,
So I’m weary of people who treat me as if dung.
Some people borrow money without repay intent,
Then ask “can I work it out” once it’s been spent.
They look at me and see how I’ve been blessed,
And wanting a slice of my pie they become my pest.
A truism, “A fool and his money are soon parted”
Many times I’ve paid a price for having been bighearted.
I lend and repayment time bears attached strings,
Foolish people lend money so others can do foolish things.
I help the downtrodden sometimes questioning why?
While knowing, “There but For the Grace of God, Go I”
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