Vultures, you know the type. They appreciate no person's work. They glorify beauty and shun the beggar. They smoke cigars in public places and spurn the dancer. They eat meat like wolves and are skilled at drinking. They steal other's ideas and make love to portfolios. They sweat when it’s cold and shiver when it’s hot.

Do not be deceived. They exist. They are everywhere masquerading as people.

But lo, watch them scurry like roaches as you walk upright with the grace of the Creator. Snap your fingers with His power and see them melt in their own waste.

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