Understand every crime
Learn to honors withhold
From a disgraceful fold
And to say nothing unique
About a stinking clique…
Never the things that could ennoble
The Point Blank Ignoble.
A lot I know about wealth
Sourced from consummate stealth
And about riches in wrong hands resting
And, come spending time, fast wasting!
Reckon that forty had like flies dropped,
Some blood-stained floor to be never mopped:
A case far away from The Merely Stolen
Though their Robin Hood had left some token
In truth , a business made snappy
Through triggers that got too happy,
A lasting triumph making of a single shooting
Through the craziest ceaseless shooting!
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2022
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