Lacking
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There are in the world, at least two types of folks
there are some living comfy and those under the yokes.
If you’re of the former, eating three squares per day,
when you look at the latter, do you cast them away?
Do you feel in your heart, anything but repulsion?
From an ill-conceived fear do you cry their expulsion?
Ghostly wolves hide among them, so you turn a blind eye
and it makes you feel safer, letting innocents die.
You say you’re correct, and you say it is smart,
to ignore all the suffering and to harden the heart.
Truth is: you’re a coward hiding up in your loft
and when asked for compassion, you shrugged and you scoffed.
Then you offered yourself a nice pat on the back,
and despite all your riches -- of real substance: you lack.
8/21/16
For Contest: Couplet Time-
Hosted By: Rick Parise
Copyright © The Grahamburglar | Year Posted 2016
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