What matters now

A tender rain wanders down
�on a day when fires burn
�elsewhere, elsewhere—
�for now.

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Ashes float on smoky wind
�over houses that no longer
�exist, over crisp bodies
�and their pets.

�

Fires rage, all destroyed
�except profits of oil and
�gas. Executives, share-
�holders smile.

�

Politicians pocket checks
�vote as rich pals desire.
�Storms rage, tornadoes churn
�Trees turn torches.

�

Has common sense left
�the room? Are kindness,
�empathy burned and gone?
�No profits there.

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