The Pay

Construction work as payment for dragging one's name down 
A little money to appease 
Even if they shower you with gifts
They're not enough to make you rich 
You're like a fool used as a puppet 
Of the perverted minds 
That are used as tools 
For those that lay in power 

June 13, 2023
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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