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Moneylender seems me Pickpockets When they lend money on variable rates, And charge their hidden costs. They promised to charge lower rates, But sometimes their costs are the cost of life. I applied mortgage on variable rates with C & G, When Bank of England raised quarter percent rate, The Lender charged me two percent extra. When I raised my voice, They acknowledged that a broker sold me a wrong policy, Or I signed a contract. When I requested to alter it, They demand extra penalty of 500 Pounds. I gained finance from VISA cards to get relief, Halifax, Barclay, and Monument, As they promised for their free service on zero rates, And raised without any consent, 10.9% in the second year, Without any consent within three years, They highjacked my peace when they rose, 29.9 percent on their lending, And I, who was feeling sufficient with resources, Insufficiency remained me defaulter, When interest rates loaded me as a cart, I ran through my earnings to save myself, How do you think, when you noticed? A board, overnight, Property on sale, Law, Courts and bureaucrats, Best supporters of the lenders, Where they come to ruin a home of children. There is no barrier to restrict their hidden charges, Enforcement of liabilities is always pending, Where a person lose their life in wrong interpretations, And enjoyed full life imprisonment of capabilities. How do you feel when you buy a reprocessed home? Where someone’s prospering dream was buried. A robbed person always preferred to suicide, When he blamed progress and prosperity, Encouragement and appreciations, Only for them who are unite, And incorporated groups are competing for benefits, And thinks, there is no life, Where individuality can improve its performance, To become a civil mammal, Are bad circumstances a fate of someone? Or created by system to kill innocence.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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