Collects His Money Poem by david gerardino

Collects His Money



WRETCHED false smile spotlighted
like a dancing shadow, hes a wrongdoer
with a bit of class, and a moment of
hope, that spills over to the ground,
then into your mouth, still he finds
the time to be crucifyed up side down,
when its over, hes collects his money
and moves on to a differnt state, or
brand new town, with clever talk and
big words he becomes a traitor from
the real JESUS CHRIST.

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