Many bent over,
With sorrows on their shoulders...
Have been living deep in debt.
And,
Stretched beyond their limits.
Many bent over,
With their burdens to hold.
Have been doing this to get...
Their hands on dangled carrots.
Pulled quick from their grasp.
Deeper gets a deficit,
Deeper.
Stronger are addictions,
Teased.
Digging is a ditch dug deeper.
Feeding on a need to have more greed.
Deeper gets a deficit,
Deeper.
Stronger are addictions teased.
Feeding up a deficit,
Deeper.
Just to please a few who greed.
Many bent over,
With sorrows on their shoulders...
Have been living deep in debt.
And,
Stretched beyond their limits.
With no intent to end this...
Feeding up a deficit deeper.
With no intent to end this...
Greed.
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