A blank check

Trust is always dubious

Even among close friends

Let alone political allies

Who see you as a walking wallet

And do not mind picking out

A few extra dollars

If you’re too stupid to notice

Anyway,

That blank check meant

To pay old debts

Exaggerated and split

Between conspirators

So that in the end,

They all get paid what they

Think they earned,

A dishonest honest living,

A fringe life

They know lasts

Only as long as the sucker

Doesn’t catch on,

And in some cases,

That sucker keeps signing

Away his life,

Never knowing

That he can’t trust those

People he trusts most:

Einstein once described

Madness as someone

Doing the same thing

Over and over again

Yet expecting a different

Result each time,

Some suckers never learn

And so always sign

That blank check,

And always are surprised

When it comes back

Ten times worse

Than he thought it would be.

It’s the cost of doing business

With crooks,

No matter how

Respectable they

Claim to be.