Robbers

A poem about robbers who like to steal other people stuff and money.

Why do you like to rob for, money?

There is lots of jobs out there,

so you can be able to get money.

You don’t need to steal other people belongings.

They work hard for it, you f*****g low life.

Everyday and night all I see is you robbing,

Just to make how you bad you really are.

Well it’s not,  it will make you even more sad.

You know why?

Being a robber will take you to prison.

I hope the cops will treat you like s**t in prison.

Your life will get ruined even more.

We also have the right to f*****g fight you.

If you tried to run away, we will find you.

If you tried to ride in your car, we will still catch you.

You belong in prison, while we watch you suffer.

I hope you die, when you cry everyday in prison.

You will never see the real world.

My message to you, don’t ever rob from us again.

Author's Note

I hate them so much, they make other people depressed. When they steal from us.

Reviews

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

You have a clear concise picture here of robbers and robberies.. no one likes being robbed...yet you are robbing yourself, as I have done many times with typos and grammar. the first line sounds as if you are talking to money.. no comma... can be able to get... needs change.
Get ruin .. ruined...
If you tried.. past tense you have present tense after .. if you tired to run we will find you... tried to run we would find you ..
I am not being mean as you and others may think .. this is top writing .. and you are a good writer robbing yourself from being a great writer.

[Tina Kline]

Wonderful poem and I agree with everything you say here! May they suffer greatly for the suffering they inflict on others. I hate people who steal my stuff.

[Coyote Poetry]

Nothing as bad as a thief. Even the families cannot stand them. I agree with the poem. We must protect what we work hard for. A very good poem. Thank you.
Coyote