Man’s Empathy

with crushing defeat,

I leave the shell of my words,

blowing in argumentative winds,

murmurs of intentional misunderstanding

and aimed ill will.

into the doom of man

I place my concerns,

watch as the hope dwindles,

as compassion

and empathy

are ground under the pestle of greed –

meal for a final loaf.

why have I brought my seed

into this fire?

with sickness of heart,

I condemn them to themselves,

brush aside that blossoming love

for love,

and return to guarded cynicism,

protected.

.

10/8/13

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