Stealing From The Thieves Poem by Paula Glynn

Sitting here listening to Maria McKee sing
'Show Me Heaven'
I wonder where heaven went
Why there is only hell
Criminals playing the game well.

We are only stealing from the thieves
We aren't taking from the innocent
The world vast with its evil
The world vast with its beauty
God the creator a mystery.

We move, we weave, we deceive
We forever wonder and wander
What to buy as our next purchase
Where to travel on that exotic holiday
Private airplanes where we pay over a grand.

We feel relief with every paycheque
We celebrate our never ending wealth
While sending postcards saying 'Wish you well'
To our fools: those who dare take from us
And cause us distress and trouble.

We remember the painful trauma
Before our luxurious lives
Sitting in hatred and anger
But now we walk away smug
Knowing we need no drugs.

We attract but repel
We are beautiful but nasty
We are rich but common
We are musical but realistic
We are real but live in fantasy.

Stealing from the thieves
Making us super lucky
Them having no awareness
Of our delight and soul deep happiness
Where they are all invited to my party.