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