We were all of us
Bewildered by your trickery,
The power to coat words,
With batter so sugary.
Had our eyes bedazzled
By the glitters that you don;
Had in our minds etched
Beliefs of businesses you run.
Cheques were hand over,
Our eyes meeting your pearl teeth;
Goods you failed to deliver,
Drove him to his death.
You were but a pauper,
Equipped with precious adornment;
Because of you he passed on poor,
While you cruise on in comfort.
Copyright © thearcticstar 2016
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