Pocket Change
Pocket change for some
Deposits
They never come
Profit arrangement is done
The market is overrun
You never sell your soul, you sell your goals and lose control when you enroll
Blew your load and got exposed to how it goes to look for gold
You fool yourself to search for wealth, but give someone your jewels for felt
They target few to market brew and then they charge you for the help
Watch your step
Don't be inept
You need to prep and be in depth
Can't grow your net if your hustle and bustle gives increasing debt
This poem is about:
My community
My country
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