waiting karma to say "hit!"

The crooks are in a hurry

The wagon train is moving along

It has been pushed on tracks

It was quiet for months

Now the spoils of war

The crooks want to be shared

The major partners want more

The smaller one has to oblige

The sound of the wagon train

It hoots loudly in the day and night

There is no crafting plan for the economy

It isn't in the crooks game plan

The crooks only stop for a while

Watching for the Corona virus disease

Collecting their every move

Waiting for karma to say “hit!”

Now let the crooks smile

When the virus attacks their souls

They will frown and feel the fear

When evil knocks the door at midnight dreams