TEENAGER

© RYAN GUILEY

Investigation should have started before me,

But your corrupt leaders, just let this be,

Letting their safe havens build their wealth,

As one by one, they bought in as they dealt.

 

A team that no one knew of prior,

As they hide the funds, but I went higher,

Sad is not even the word, but just callous,

Inflicting so much pain with their malice.

 

They assumed I wouldn’t have a clue,

As a teenager, I know it was all true,

What is exactly good for the world?

To be innocent like boys and girls.

 

Now I have so many people watching,

As they obstruct justice by stopping,

Lawmakers think they are so clever,

But that Friday, I pulled the lever.

 

Can’t accept the reality, or true facts,

Threatening me with their attacks,

I take a moment to try and relax,

But I have it pinned like thumb tacks.

 

Operations that are so tight and sensitive,

She saved my life, as I am bless to live,

We wouldn’t be here today, if it was just,

As I could only stand by her and trust.

 

But I knew I wanted to be a detective,

So God choose my CIA route gift,

It is how we use are talents to better,

As I made sure it wasn’t dry but wetter.

 

People egos go with their credentials,

The ego should go, by breaking the holes,

Of choosing what is right with equalities,

Sincerity, politeness and asking please.