I Disagree
I sit here
In a comfortable chair
With a comfortable amount
Of food in me
And a comfortable amount
Of cartoons on the tv
At a comfortable temperature
And later when I'm done
I will sleep in my comfortable bed
Meanwhile
A starving child
Takes his last breath
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