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Some say spirituality is on the wane

That poetry is now somehow mundane,

Replaced by memes and facile dreams

Of power and wealth and a kind of infamy,

And that is why there’s now so little empathy

It exists only in the temporary,

So much rage about genocide and what is right

By a short time later they forget the fight,

Moving on to something new because their focus drifts in truth

Because we have not got the capability any more,

To have a long  term of any concentration

About this outrageous genocide abomination,

Instead they drift on to other things

They are like magpies being drawn to things that are sparkling,

And somehow managed to disconnect from the death

For their empathy got up and then left,

Because it was fake in all truth

But to me I see this often so it’s nothing new,

So I stick to spirituality and poetry

Because it’s so authentic and real to me,

And I cannot suffer things that are fake

And those dying and abused children I will not forsake.