Before the cockcrows,
It's daytime for falsehood
And lies to be peddled
Across every reaching corner
Of the sky.
Miles will be covered
Both day and night,
Whether rain or shine,
By air, by land
Or even by the waters.
Resources are sufficient to cater
For every cost
To get their humble cries before
Our feet
And every thought they have about your liberation.
But all for their secret desires;
They'll make dulcet promises
Assuring freedom in every sphere,
Preaching about their affluence;
But all a deception in disguise
They'll buy your diamond,
Paying with just a little gold
After a successful negotiation
They make a barrier before you
And sell your diamond back to you for a higher price.
©artist1
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