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There goes a slave, with his head bent,
All that fire needs, is fuel to burn.

There lies the whore, with her legs wide open,

Even a deer, cornered, is a dangerous beast.
There goes the tyrant, and his cruel smile,

Even a disability may pass for a sin.

There walks the beggar, with a sorry face,
Pain has a tendency of hiding too well.

There is the introvert, alone in the cold,

Vanity seeks the last thing it needs.

There is a merchant, greedy and sly,
Value may or may not exist.

The vultures feed on a carcass that lives,
Death doesn’t come soon enough.