The Emperor of Pandemia

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Devoid of heart and conscience
Blathers on the fustian fool
Preaching to ignore the rain
While drowning masses mewl

Fed by grudge and cruelty
Never sated, never full
His appetite, like bloodlust,
Breeds an ever-frothing drool

This monster made of tinsel
Dim of wits and dead of soul
Befouls our purest breezes
Renders sick our healthy whole

He pities not the beggared
Comforts not the aching corps
Instead, as if a virus,
He cares less while lusting more.

~~Kenn Shapiro

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