The Paycheck of Perversion Poem

Paycheck of Perversion

The green paper feels so good in your hand.

With it you can buy laws at your command.

Money talks too much, and you can’t mute.

The decay from this pay, you cannot dispute.

First you just wanted to control your life.

But the power of money soon led to strife.

A choice was made, and family was left behind.

Your watched life fade as you robbed others blind.

Now, all alone, do you still feel that strong?

Pretending you’re ok, you try in vain to belong.

The actions from your past haunt you still.

Now, even your wallet, you cannot fill.

Justice was served, though it took a while.

Behind steel bars, you cannot buy a smile.

Let it be to you as a wise lesson learned.

Your former glory is no longer concerned.