Corrupt
Corrupt so corrupt indeed
You think money is all you need
Do you reallythink it willlast so long
Money is your happiness
Your endless love song
But when it deplets you'll be on your knees
Asking the world why money has gotten the best of me
But when it returns the motor starts again and you begin to spend
Dont act like you want help
When you hands are covered with wealth
You reak of foolishness and your mind is swelled
Corruption will never turn out good so remeber that
When money starts to become your world.
This poem is about:
Our world
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