Corruption

Unusual things in a distorted time
Why does it seem the good always get 
blamed for the crime
Money corrupts those so full of greed and 
continually take from those who actually 
need
Always seeming to plunder the poor mans 
dollar
Keeping the leash tight around that warn 
out blue collar
Listening ever so closely with a deaf mans 
ear
Who is it we should actually fear.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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