Poem -

Robbed

Theft from the people

What should you do when companies 
are taking the piss out of you vodaphone tesco and shell too
these advisors think they can take the piss out of you
imagine old people too
left in the cold to die like a piece of shit 
on the bottom of your you no whos
what are we to do you scream and shout
your face  your eyes feel like there about to pop out 

Tell people and they will say are you for real
companies are stealing from you
yes this is what i have to go through on a daily basis 
I swear they think im related to you no who. 

what am i to do when i can no longer tolerate.
Im starting to live and hate 
I dont have a mate to talk too 
you need to scream it out on social media so they no whos who 
And who not to talk too 
Or this is what will happen to all of you.

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Being Me

Tesco ruined the business of a good man I once knew.  BP is despicable. And Vodafone .... don't get me started on Vodaphone. 

I have no problem with people earning good money. I have no problem with people getting rich ... as long as its all ethical. I have huge problems with big fat corporate bosses getting huge, insane bonuses when ordinary people are suffering. Im going to stop here because my blood pressure is rising. Great observational and awareness work x

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