Tuesday, 22 August 2017

City Boys

They fall from the top
They fall from grace
Home is a penthouse
Never see their face
Lamborghinis
Gucci
The Ivy
And yachts
Gamble with billions
Like playing the slots
That's what they do
These City boys
Make the rich richer
To buy bigger toys
When they lose
A really big bet
Who really loses?
Who pays the debt?
They fall from the top
They fall from grace
These city boys
In the trading place

© Robin Welsh

City worker dies in fall from seventh floor of London Stock Exchange

Robin writes poems and rhymes daily about all life in general...but mainly politics, human rights and world affairs. Performing at every opportunity he can get, not yet published because of procrastination.

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