"Carnage in the alleyway:
Just another body,
Just another statistic.
Why should I cry for you?
You've got your family and friends.
I can't cry for you...
It would disrupt my busy and very important schedule."
The man walks home
To eat a hot, gourmet dinner
With his wife at his side.
He whispers sweet nothings in her ear,
As the image of God lies bleeding in an alleyway.
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