Diy, How-To 'get-The-Drop' On Everybody Poem by Chuy Amante

Do you win when some lose?
Stock market, the Dr. bill you send out?
The kid or widow you charge 10 or 20 times
their hourly 'rate'?
Out of your control right?
You're a victim of society,
you gotta play to win, of course?

Whoa until you cancerous soul
your carcass will rot and be eaten by worms
while you soul begs to help the widow
and kids you robbed
your piousness bought you
a throne in hell

invest all of your talents
sell all and give to the poor
and then only will you live
in a christed nirvana state
which is only found
here
now.
how long will you wait
in your unfulfilled misery?

Hurry, quick, get-the-drop on heaven