Run with Bitcoin on Nostr: The banks sell loans ‘cause inflation’s in play, Prices climb high—there’s no ...
The banks sell loans ‘cause inflation’s in play,
Prices climb high—there’s no other way.
if your credit score good, the messages pour,
Promising wealth and loans galore
They promise you joy, wrapped up in disguise,
"Spend now, be happy"—that’s how they advise.
Soon you’re addicted to dreams they’ve spun,
Chasing a happiness that was there all along.
Gandhi once said, "Start peace within,"
But these loans tempt me to let them in.
What if I take the bait, just this once,
Live the dream and escape the months?
I get the loan—oh, what a thrill,
Until the bills stack and climb higher still.
Another loan now, to pay off the first,
Caught in a cycle, the bubble’s burst.
A life on loan, with debts to pay,
This dream they sold is slipping away.
It came from in my inbox, like a friendly hand,
But now I drown in debts they planned.
What have I done? Why did I fall?
Who am I now, behind this wall?
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