Poem 9

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Pity.

What is pity?

Pity is when the rich man looks at the old man on the street,

He kicks him,

Saying he has no right to be in front of his building,

It's the look in people's eyes towards the man,

As he gets dragged off into a police car,

To be later placed once again on the street,

The peoples eyes,

The thing that kills,

They hold emotions,

Those who use them without conscious,

They are the ones to be pitied.

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