Choices
Choices
Choices made here at your door,
The super rich want your vote sure,
They will undercut your wage’s till,
Overseas workers cheap, do fill their bill,
No morality here in sight.
Greed is in your choice to act,
Support the greedy to be exact,
Everything reads white an black
Short changed without a doubt,
The hogs are eating out,
The nasty an unwise.
Greed might get you rich, yes sure,
Death cuts it off at the door,
Just heaven hell or pergatorrr,
Greedy rich just wont be smiling,
Resurrection here depriving,
Upon the fatal shore,
Lonesome and so poor,
Aint so surprising…
Don Johnson
Copyright © Don Johnson | Year Posted 2012
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