Cheap, Cheap Man

Photo by Михаил Шнейдер

You robbed me of my peace

Like grave robbers steal jewels,

Then sold them for cheap

Just to afford disgusting beer.

You took every penny

That you could ever carry

Like my name was worthless

And I couldn’t get it all back.

You abused my trust

Because you are a cage maker.

Preying on the victims,

Playing morals like cards.

I hope my silence blinds you,

I hope it stings your bones.

You are a cheap, cheap man

Sitting on a shit-stained throne.

-Jackie

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