Gone Out To Steal
Don’t tag it ‘A Deal’
Always state what is real:
The guys have gone out to steal;
To on their table drop the richest meal
That will their hunger and diminished ego heal
And a long suspended laughter peal!
Satan’s Authority wearing its disturbing seal.
Indeed, their turn-around I don’t feel
As their grabbing culture is rough steel
And their fleeing legs, Ferrari car’s wheel!
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2021
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