White Collar

Posted: March 13, 2014 in poetry

Very obvious it is round their necks

A symbol of priesthood my ass

In this community of who knows who

What can you not get if you know too?

White outside black inside it’s enough

Off this collar you cause my cough

I can’t but speak against your acts

The people’s pain money for your mansions

Their dividends to the almighty

Edification of yourself to be mighty

The hammer of justice I have not

My agents to speak and write you have not

Listen to the steps of reckoning at your back

This mission is on no going back


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