These gluttons are heartless.
Many have landed into their clutches.
Once caught in their nets, escape is impossible.
Payment continues, the debt never settled.
They prey on those who are desperate.
Those down on their luck, belts tightened.
Waiting patiently, greedily counting their profits.
Knowing each day a prey will be captured.
Why such vile exist, I have no answer.
The noose tightens, the debt expands.
Have these bloodsuckers sold their souls?
They collect payment, the debt remains.
To wish them punished is a dream.
As long as there are helpless preys,
They wait to reel their catch, nets ready.
They are the Bogeymen in life’s nightmare.
By C.E. Pereira
(27-8-2014)
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I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. In recent years, the younger generation have added on to include spouses from the Philippines, Nigeria and Russia. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique.
Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems.
I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination.
To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome.
Sincerely,
C.E. Pereira
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