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It’s odd how people who think they are funny, 
Confuse humor with offensive ridicule.
Saying hurtful, empty and shallow comments,
Pretending it’s all April fool.

Not standing behind what they say, or
Taking the blame for the hurt they cause.
Saying “Hey I was only joking, they’re not even here.”
As though that’s a moral escape clause.

These folks that lack this empathy and care, 
Not understanding how hurtful their words are,
Don’t see how people simply endure their opinion,
Protecting personal and emotional scars.

They joke about folks more often than not,
When these folks aren’t even there.
Rather than put the effort into being good, they’re two faced,
About others they just don’t care.

They’re convinced they’re funny, clever and smart, 
Often saying things to feel superior.
Not admirable by being grand and noble, but
By mocking, pushing others to inferior.
 
Sadly one day these hurtful fiends will be forced to take heed,
And peer into the mirror of their soul.
There they will see where others have love in their heart, 
All they have is black hearted charcoal.

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