THE END USER PROBLEMS
They hold our economy,no one carea of there agony
They have money,but people have no mercy
They feed companies, wholesalers and retailers, profit is many
With fake products,high price,they indirectly feel the pain
Later they are going to be sick
One of my own l'll pick
He consumed a bad cake
Expired long time to take
Seller did it for boss sake
Huge profit they make
After postmortem test
We'll have the company to hate
Cause the ingredients mutate
Long before it date
No one will compensate
On God is keeping us,for are his compassionates
This poem is about:
Our world