the darkness run 2

You fall asleep once more
As the darkness claims your eyes
Into orbit the soul travels
Far and wide standing high

On the street sign boards
You see an eye catching words
“Donate $525 million to charity
Let me have my sports betting licence”

You stop to stare at it
“Is it true the tycoon will do?”
There will be more questions
As you glide into orbit again

People say a lot on gambling
The miserable life forgetting values
Each goes into hardcore spiral
The balancing act finally breaks

In this world you have a choice
A light and a dark to choose from
What you decide plan out the outcome
Don't go blindly into the trap

Sports betting a lucrative business
In a year something of $3 billion...
The political leaders allegedly want a cut
It helps to allegedly born of frogs

The darkness run
The affairs of greed and power
Behind the facade of businesses
The backdoor tactics flow

The sharp edges on the top
Poking high into the sky
As the soul glides high to see
The misery spread far and wide

The legalized company
The helping out in government coffers
It sounds good paying taxes
But it is the real reason to legalize sports betting?

The darkness run
The soul twists and turns
Half alert half asleep
Where to now as light begin to shine?