Poetic-Verses
'' They'd Even Rob Their Own Mother ''
The thieving fraternity,
From bottom to top,
Do not live a life based on need,
From here to eternity,
Their lives they won't swap,
Their only motivation is greed.
From shoplifting crews,
To rich city bankers,
Their aims are one and the same,
It's you they'll abuse,
For riches one hankers,
Everyone and anyone's fair game.
Lords and politicians,
Kings and Queens,
The guy who steals from your purse,
It's one of their conditions,
Use any means,
Honesty to them is a curse.
Religions and the sect,
Will extract your cash,
Which in reality is really quite odd,
It's money they respect,
Which leads to a clash,
Is there really a Bank of God?
Yes, every day,
They rob us blind,
As for conscience, it does not apply,
Though we have a say,
They can be refined,
To some we turn a blind eye.
Thief means louse,
Regardless of type,
They all laugh while their victim grieves,
In a suit or a blouse,
We get caught in the hype.
Never forget they are thieves.
Dishonesty rules,
Among these scum,
They even steal from each other,
Treating us as fools,
Is their rule of thumb,
' They'd Even Rob Their Own Mother '
From bottom to top,
Do not live a life based on need,
From here to eternity,
Their lives they won't swap,
Their only motivation is greed.
From shoplifting crews,
To rich city bankers,
Their aims are one and the same,
It's you they'll abuse,
For riches one hankers,
Everyone and anyone's fair game.
Lords and politicians,
Kings and Queens,
The guy who steals from your purse,
It's one of their conditions,
Use any means,
Honesty to them is a curse.
Religions and the sect,
Will extract your cash,
Which in reality is really quite odd,
It's money they respect,
Which leads to a clash,
Is there really a Bank of God?
Yes, every day,
They rob us blind,
As for conscience, it does not apply,
Though we have a say,
They can be refined,
To some we turn a blind eye.
Thief means louse,
Regardless of type,
They all laugh while their victim grieves,
In a suit or a blouse,
We get caught in the hype.
Never forget they are thieves.
Dishonesty rules,
Among these scum,
They even steal from each other,
Treating us as fools,
Is their rule of thumb,
' They'd Even Rob Their Own Mother '
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`` They`d Even Rob Their Own Mother ``
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