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Call it as it is!
Not mistaken.
Not uninformed –  
They just don't care! 
Death in record numbers
at our Southern Border;
Death in the streets
of large cities from 
Fentanyl...They just
don't care! Mask-less
getting her hair done;
at the seaside with
his obedient dog, steak
for him and Kibbles
for the population. She
parties in Florida, 
while the streets of New
York are rapidly becoming
an uninhabitable sewer – 
Even pigeons, rats and 
roaches objecting to
piles of feces on sidewalks,
along curbs, obstructing
their normal foraging, healthier
diets of tossed pizza, bagels 
and imported lox – They just don't
care! Using God and religion
as a prop, to control the naive
masses, while they get richer,
sitting ever higher on their
imagined Royal Asses. Already
card-caring Mammon's. They 
just don't care! Obsessed
with Pursuit-of-power – 
badly in need of a soul-cleansing
shower – the Devil Delighted,
fiery-plans for each selfish-hide -- 
advance reservations on a
Subterranean Ride –

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