Another poem from moi

THE WORLDS BIGGEST BANK ROBBER

Oh I am the leader of the IMF, the ringleader of the Worlds biggest theft. 

I’ll lend the Africans some money today, but charge them interest they can never repay.  Their leaders will build grand palaces of gold, whilst many of their citizens die before their one year old. 

The finest banquets they will serve, whilst most of the people struggle and starve. 

Their wives will go on shopping sprees in New York, while many are unable to find work. 

The finest of fashions they will buy, as over their dead babies, many mothers cry. 

For the price of a handbag from Christian Dior, they could have saved a hundred kids, maybe more. 

A $3,000 fur coat her treat for today, whilst many children just whittle away. 

I’ll give him some money to build an army, maybe 3 or 4, so he can quell any opposition by the score. 

Any students dare protest against his rule, he’ll have them all shot by the back of the school. 

If any of their parents dare protest in vain, he’ll do the same to them again.

 An open grave full of human debris, a lesson for all the others to see. 

‘This is what happens to those who start protesting, tis better to walk away and thus say nothing’.  

As sure as the summers sun, and winter snows, the foreign debt just grows and grows.  The flow of repayments always get higher, whilst the conditions for the poor get dire and dire. 

What do I care how leaders spend their money, in so brazen a fashion to be considered funny. 

Just think of the Apartment view pf the Hudson River, that playing piper to African rulers can deliver. 

They can spend it on BMW’s Mercs and other perks, So long as the oil is in US hands, we’re happy to support any of their plans. 

‘Our Children are dying!’ the people will cry, but you don’t see me crying, I’m jumping for joy! 

Their leader’s just bought another little toy, in a private jet round the world he will fly.  He bought by borrowing some more millions, whilst upping the taxes on his minions.  One less loaf a month they’ll be able to afford, while he increases his financial horde.   

In some bank in Geneva lie his ill gotten gains, he’ll murder some more to keep his hands on the reigns. 

And yes you’ll all be happy to know, that the debt repayments continue to flow...