I thought the money in the bank was mine.
All mine. All mine. All mine. All mine.
I did not know I could not take it.
I lacked intent to commit the crime.
I had no intent to take what was not mine.
It is all mine. It is all mine. It is all mine.
As are you, and you, and you…
My people are the very best.
I am smarter than you, not stupid,
if you believe only what I want you to.
I won. I won. I won. It’s true. It’s mine I say.
It’s all the same to those who hurt
and hate and fight against their fate,
hiding behind irreligious faith
to praise the savior of their own demise.
We won. We won. What is our prize ?
Pure intention to commit the crime
in plain sight, in plain view
in text, on tape, in interviews.
I won. I won. It’s mine, this crime
against the country, against me and you.
It isn’t a crime to take what is mine.
“I take whatever I want, and they let me”,
these people who are mine, all mine.
annarino writes 