WHORING

They'll bump into you, One after the other, Full of lies and cheap stolen cash, They'll rap like hooded goons, And beg like the proverbial camel, With their malicious intentions, They'll haul their false hopes into your places of worship, Distract your funerals with crocodile tears, And steal all your fun with their feigned social concern... After falling for them, And their cruel antics, They'll fly to better lands, Where their security is guaranteed, They'll sleep in the August house, And expand their accounts, For your money will be diverted to theirs, You'll die and sink in lack, Their bellies will bulge, And belching will be a normalcy, Just as yawning is to you... And stupidly, You're shouting, Getting kicked, Defending quacks, Whose ulterior motives, Are beyond your stripping, And like a whore, Your services are paid for, Even if you carry the seed, The few coins you pocketed, Were the sign to the terms, That you're cheap, And desperate, To be used for one's pleasure, And zero strings attached... #Nomys_Madness