Hardbitten along the ride and on
the other side is State Missouri,
tanned hide upon the horse
I call her Jericho.
A misery of a mare
perhaps the name I gave
don't fit her right,
Like my spurs and chaps
taken from a dead man somewhere
down
Texas  way.

You know no kings, slaves
Rich nor poor,
Greedy as a hog(pig)
you're never satisfied,
So powerful as a lion,
making both the strong and           weak,
hardhearted and hardbitten,
sober and mourn because
of your presence.
    
       Invisible as the air,
you've become regular as sunrise
because you're felt everywhere,
you've deprived millions of            achievements,
unreasonable and blind as a bat
you took without considerations.

       As restless as the sea
you kept roaming without             destinations,
inflicting pains,sorrows and            damages,
your hands are soaked with           blood of both the wicked and        innocent.

      Senseless as a stone,
  Lazy as a toad,
you kept reaping where
you didn't sow,
     Soon your secret will be
made naked as the night,
     Oh soon,
You will be made lowly as a            slave,
harmless, helpless and powerless
  as a baby,
A laughing stock among those
you caused pain,
and as low as a grave,
you will be cast away forever,...