It started off as a simple plan to rob a man to pay the Man
I thought it would only be once, but it turned into something that I could not stand.
I felt guilty because I knew it was wrong, but Paul kept harassing me to pay it all. Peter, not expecting to be taken again, but it happened again and again and again.
I knew it was wrong to Rob Peter to Pay Paul!
Was I a crook? Was I a thief? All I knew was that I needed relief.
So, no matter what it would take, I would continue to Rob Peter to make all ends meet.
Paul, in turn, wasn’t a friendly man. All he did was hold out his hand. Give me! Pay me! It’s due today. You see, Paul had consequences if you paid him late.
Stuck between a rock and a real hard place, I knew I had to do something before it was too late.
I put a gun to Peter’s head and took his money and turned and said, “I did it Paul! Now, here you go. The money for the car note, groceries, lights, a new coat.”
He looked at me with no remorse in his eyes. A look that I really despised. He said, “Great. You did it. Now, do it again. Unless you do something different, you will be doing this again, again, and again—my friend.”