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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