When I began to skim through
the tragedies of the day
over my morning coffee
and high fiber corn flakes
When I conveniently commenced
to compartmentalize and relegate
the daily fire storms of humanity
to the spam folder of my soul
When I found myself fleeing
directly to the sports section
for all the scores
of meaningless competitions
performed by sweaty
millionaire gladiators
in tax payer funded stadiums
It was then
my heart ceased to beat
and capitulation
to the cynical apocalypse
was complete
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