OVERSEAS CROOKS
May 11,2019
Forty years ago, they were about to die,
Now, their buildings became sky high.
Agriculture didn't pay, so, chose industries,
Many export oriented garments factories.
They took big loans from World Bank of U.N.O,
Mastery in accountancy, corruptions they do.
They came to knew the game in advance,
Against loan monies, they bought insurance.
They got away from liabilities, became clean,
Publicly, World Bank can explain such loan plan.
White collar criminals were made in countries,
Unfairly, money went to third world territories.
Here, in honest livings, we hardly meet needs,
And U.N.O. feeds the rich class in overseas!
Shrewd class becomes richer and richer there,
But the down fall of those honest and weaker!
Money goes there every day but not to poor,
For overseas crooks, the West is the easy door.
Can World Bank and U.N.O. tell loud and clear?
How many billions spent for third world gangsters?
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