Some people are kind
Leave grudges behind
And help a strangers
Others behave like stranglers
Giving a tongue lashing
Their theeth gnashing
Something as basic as showing the way
Even if in that area they stay
They tell you mind your business
You are starving and with dizziness
They toss food in the thrash can
Injustice from man to man
There are degrees of unhelpfulness
Some are just unhelpful
Others have more unhelpfulness
The worst have unhelpfulllessness
No help at all
Not at all
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