Scammer
Like a hammer…they hit…some twit…
My earnings…my savings…but my cravings…
Beyond control…what kind of a future…to hold…?
The promise of wealth…but then the stealth…
No bomber…
The jack pot…it seems a lot…
What will it cost…get lost…?
Who dare…a vision of fear…where…?
We set the people free…at least initially…
To later tally their losses…what were your classes…?
The simple demand…no case in remand…?
A small deposit…will make it legit…
Check on my coffers…how great are these offers…?
Maybe I will never again have to work…what a jerk…?
My blind… leading me to a hole…when will it unfold…?
I hear the voice…is it that nice…?
‘Ye mon’…is this a clan from the Caribbean…?
No Henry Morgan jargon…well…” watch yah man” …?
Send Western Union…is it the real reunion…?
Just a little dash…of my 401K stash…?
It will it be ok…I pray…?
What about consultation…will this only distort my illusion…?
Will it be a deterrent…to my true intent…?
The prize is awaiting…only for my elevating…
Even if my dating…may lose some rating…
I may need the change…time to rearrange…
Dreams do come true…but only for a few…
Is this my moment…whether it be hell…or heaven sent…?
I cannot let it past…it may be my last…
With the promise of later…will be greater…is it from the creator…?
Now that this tempting…is leading to my emptying…
Should I go to the authorities…what will be my notorieties…?
Maybe the FBI…have some eye in the sky…
Can the CIA…secure my pay…?
The investigation…what a procrastination…?
They have someone locked up…but will that refill my cup…?
Now drained…my system strained…was it ordained…?
Was it greed…that made me heed…?
I was not that poor…for sure…
So swift…was the lift…
Damn…what a slam…
Dunk…you punk…???
Copyright © Michael Robertson | Year Posted 2016
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