Lend me a Hundred,
all I need is 1Thousand..
So many are feeling sad,
because they think
they aren't much for the lack of things had
And some even bitter
because of riches they've yet to finance
Others stuck on ignorance
walking around,
stoned on an evil trance
And the good ones suffer even more,
let alone the artist
always stolen from
and yet to receive the stated advance
And the hating never quavers
just look at the present behaviors...
And people are being stood up
businesses that were loved
now only hold their employees up
cheating the pay,
forgetting to place the overtime,
needed time, and the benefits lack
Leaving so many thin at the pockets
gas prices, gauging grocery taxes
leaving no room for wanted lockets
Thin art the giving,
sturdy is the weight
of the price on living.
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