Bleed On Me Poem by Gary Revel
Bleed On Me
Is the day bleeding on your dirty gold
To the bank
To the money lender
To pay for the money
The bank didn't have
To the market
For the oil
For the wine
That God said was mine
For the price He paid
The day He bled on me
As I did the things
Which were more
Than I thought
And much less
Than I expected
The day bled on me
Is it bleeding on you too
Bloody dirty gold
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