His Cup

His cup is  full and  empty to the brim not  with

         Beverage,                                                           water,

                 tea or black  coffee   but  vices  that cannot be 
                  wiped clean; Hidden crimes that are filthy and 
                    ugly;  Hands soaked in blood which can’t be
                     washed by Atlantic ocean and the pacific;
                       He has  abused  many  teenagers  and
                        adults  alike;  He’s  smart and crafty,
                          Baron that deals with  hard drugs
                           Politician with greedy and  killer
                            instincts to rule at all cost with
                             no care for life caught for tax
                              invasion and money launder-
                               ing; and illegal importation
                              of arms to destabilized the
                                government  of  the day
                                 which is called treason;
                            He's to go to jail for a long time.
                            NO ONE  IS  ABOVE...THE LAW

8-25-2018
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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