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1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 Good-hearted nurturing people abound, As do parasitic thieving scoundrels. While mothers caress and coo, Whores flaunt their wares downtown. A caring physician, strokes a fevered brow While a Drug Lord in a storied mansion On a storied estate Shouts telephonic commands To up Oxy production. An artist labors and frets to create perfect beauty While a smug politician blithely blocks a bill To save Art Education. Sumptious dinners are set out On legendary tables, While dirty, broken-nailed fingers Claw through back-alley garbage bins. Scientists look to the stars, While worried parents look to the bills. This is the gamut of humanity Or at least a slice, For Reader's consideration In moments of chauvanistic pride, Laced with human-aggrandizement. We are not so much of the stars, As we are of the dirt. A race of angels cannot be launched from a corrupt pad. The mundane must be minded Before mounting the ladder to heaven.