A creation to celebrate holidays,
To worship in praise a fictitiousness...
Symbolized with images raised.
Is immediately given focused attention.
With a giving of days to emulate a cherished pride
However...
Heated debates to end disparaties,
And hatred on a daily basis...
Affecting people with such atrocities,
Are not prioritized as a humanistic need...
To end them with an immediacy that is eminent.
But an animation of talking rodents,
Doing their best to survive...
Will not leave a dry eye to eventually cry as if,
A touching of an emotion...
Has come to affect their consciousness.
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A touching of an emotion... Has come to affect their consciousness. I agree with you. We are fools when we do this, but our politicians always do this and we always entertain them as if it is true!