i pay no mind to trivial matters,

already make daily payments on the thoughts i gather...

with high percentage rates

on public debates, painful truth,

the creditor no man can escape...whether morally bankrupt

or spiritually challenged, still not enough capital

to reconcile negative balance...

virtual silence on real issues,

giving incorrect change...build a deficit

of brain power, a plethora of tame, uninterested herds,

futures dangling from a thread...

on loan from back home,

but they got all in your head...now, my greatest challenge

is to settle up the books...

i add and subtract, ever mindful of the crooks

who stole land,

stole people, now they’ve stolen away...

under the cover of my darkness, proving that

white crime pays...