With affectation
Kind-hearted and cool
Aid resources you pool
To dole it out with a spoon
And cream off
The lion's share of the boon!
I really wonder
What requital
Matches your sin
Of the vilest order!
What a concious
That challenges you never
To sustain the life
While thousands suffer
Tuning to the knell
From the ominous sky
Roving vulture
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