He’s mortally afraid
That they’ll
Take away
What he has.
He’s indignant
That they’ll get
Something for free
And he won’t.
He writhes at the
Thought of someone
Undeserving usurping
His position.
He fights vociferously
When it’s even
Remotely suggested
That he share.
A social conscience
As yet undeveloped,
Living only
For himself.
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