Occupying space
Their only occupation,
Occupyers face
Their final destination:
Tear down and destroy
Others wealth and joy.

Ninety-nine part feeling
Their minds are dealing,
And one percent thought
False teachers taught.

Drunk on ignorance—
Ninety-nine percent proof,
Bowed to a president
Who’s an evil goof,
Deserving but a glance
And contemptuous “Poof!”
The media gives them attention,
As if deserving mention.

But their sole creation
Is occupation,
Whose face, seen whole,
Is a mindless soul.