they come handing you
an envelope of
problems
crazy people asking for
solutions to their
well
self-made puzzles
for which they know the answers
but ask you
just the same
and then they shed tears
and show the inept inconvenience
they are always wary about
anything
ticks and termites
monster clouds
acidic rains
rising tides and
global warming
the killer whales and
melting glaciers
the dangers of too much fat
and hedonic hunger
to calm them you serve them tea
but without respect for time
they keep on knocking you
for actually they are lonely
unloved in childhood
and rejected by those who
are supposed to love them
you know this
and you tell them to leave
for you have other better things to do
and they leave
yes
but when they are on the road
with their driver in flashy cars
inside
they smile
for this remarkable success
of spreading
what loneliness they suffer
they get even
but you shall not allow it
the next time they ring the bell of your door
you are surely
out of town
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