Genie
I grant you wishes like a found genie in a Bottle
I attend to your desires right wrong, I won't judge it doesn't matter
Place your confidence in me, ask me anything my answer won't be a no
See the light and the shine from all that money and that gold
Stay aware that every wish comes with consequences that will make you fold
I am not the master of truth just an enabler of capricious wants, I'm not a cheerleader reciting cheerful chants,
You write your history think about that when the world is going down the deepest space of your memory
I can't bring you back from the death
So think twice about all that you'd be giving up to stack all that wealth,
Once upon a time I wished I wasn't this available but it turns out the world just wanted me to be an oracle of wrath for materialistic people.
Copyright © Erwing Centeno | Year Posted 2017
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