Cold hearted and hated, a man has departed his basement,
Threw a mansion of wealth, his life’s superior placement,
Strutted past the décor adjacent to the door in the far front,
A slight squeak from the hinge, as he begins his car hunt,
Slides in a Rolls the door shuts, tore out fast for the store,
Hangs a left by the shore slow to explore parking spaces,
Both legs touch the ground to the sound of barking faces,
Down the sidewalk, hounded and chased my a poor man,
I need some money for the store man, he was quick to state,
Awaiting a response he debates and just gets spit in the face,
You’re a disgrace to the human race, left the man in famine,
Handin the man a blow the world has handed so many times,
Moral hate crime after another every since his twenties prime,
Kenny an Brian were thugs on the corner an awaiting a mark,
Walked straight to the rich man an created his fate in the dark,
No remarks from your ass, just want da money or we’ll blast,
While shaking the man down fast the bum has come to his aid,
The thugs laid a shot, no hesitation, they were quick to get paid,
The bum faded to the ground an prayed to god as he wilted,
Like a frosted flower he tilted, the rich man came to his side,
Im so sorry came from his lips, with no response as he died,
Losing all since of pride he cried as the bum was haled away,
No more wicked ways he promised as he called out in pain,
It proceeded to rain as if god was mourning the fallin disciple,
The man then saw his cycle of wickedness had created the thugs,
By showing no compassion with his heart, an it tugs at him slow,
Feel the words in this flow an know the consequences of actions,
Instead of reaching for the gold start showing others compassion ,
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