Poem
By FIDELIS SUKINA
On the run once more,
a family of four.
On the run from
debts and loans.
No turning back,
no wave goodbye,
just a look over the shoulder
every time you sense the collector.
Liars and thieves they become,
from friends and family they have borrowed,
from nowhere can they repay,
from friends to foes,
from the highest to the lows.
On the run once more from foes,
who were once family and friends.
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