The Banks And Me Poem by Joe Hughes

The Banks And Me



They squeeze each penny out of me,
Rid me of my little loot,
Whilst they draw enormous salaries
With large bonuses to boot!

They threaten me with fines and such
If my credit's in the red,
But when banks make their huge losses
The CEO will still get paid.

In business where I work each day,
If a loss I should incur,
When I just cannot pay my bills
I'll be bankrupt - that's for sure!

But when banks, yes building societies
Make losses - big or small,
Then we should be consistant,
Let them tumble, let them fall!

I seems there is one rule for me,
With a different rule for them.
The small man with his little stash
Will always pay - Amen!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Christine Kerr 28 March 2009

Perfect poem in to-days world. This is one that we will all beable to relate to. Thanks again for your awareness

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