Pity for the Pitiless
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Safe in their shelters, the pitiless
Revel in the suffering of others.
"Behold our power!" they shout in ecstasy.
"Fear us!" they command.
Then they are struck,
Lose their home,
Or a loved one,
Or their own life,
And their face turns,
And they weep.
"Look at what they have done to us!" they cry out.
"See our plight!" they demand.
But I cannot feel pity for the pitiless.