Can I teach in brief?
I am about to hang:
Was a ruthless thief,
Mastered a deadly gang;
The highest in street ranks.
Robbed choice foreign banks,
Gave money to the natives.
Probably poverty’s an old motive.
But learn from these few words;
There is no justice in this
world:
If you do not steal,
Yours will go still,
You remain with nothing,
They laugh at you rotting.
You dearly want to reach riches?
Do as these public witches:
They blind our dusty eyes,
And rob us in disguise.
Do not go my ways,
Lest you live my days.
Goodbye to you all,
I did do my role.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Read, share and comment! Glad to have you!