Unlike King's wishful dream, my nightmare will become reality as rising money needs have got the best of me. I may have to file for bankruptcy or try a little hari-kari: a sharp ceremonial lance and then no more troubles with finance. On the other hand, I could take a leap of faith from a high window sill to escape the knowledge that it's truly the lack of money that is the root of all evil.
Gold diggers searching for a heart of gold.
Why's our way so erroneous? Why couldn't I have heard the words of father Polonius? “Neither a borrower nor a lender be.†I'm not blind, but I didn't have the ears to see. They target an individual to slowly kill. They rape a hamlet and then forget. They take a village to pillage and reduce a nation to a state of dilapidation. They are dispicably viscious, offering us the means, but corrupting our wishes.
Change is coming and I swear to you, my Brothers and my Sisters, it's not going to resemble anything even approaching good as I'm likely to meet my end shedding tears inside a hood.
I beg and plead. Mine was not a sin of greed, but rather a transgression of ignorance and here the sorrow is ever so dense, The antithesis of what I was told would be bliss. How could a phrase so gravely aim the mark and miss.
Rants on Finance: The Meloncholly of Finacial Folly
They offer tainted milk to babes in need. It's such a crafty trick, all hail the proponents of the materialistic.