Filthy Game - Nadine Shah

In the town where all men stole

And everything that could was took

Him from him and her from her

From silver plates to books

Along comes a stranger

A kind and honest man

Who’d rest his head at night

Whilst others stole all that they can

And every night this happened

And every night another spared

Of waking up to find their belongings

No longer there

This domino effect left a strange

Shift in the town

For some men better off

And others

Further, further down

The stranger who at first

With his kind and honest heart

Found himself in a dilemma

That tears all good men apart

With no way left to live

Without a pen to write his name

He snuck out in the night

And joined their filthy game