Empathy

I feel these feelings everyday

And most of the time they are not mine

I don't know what to say

I don't know how to feel

How do I describe the sensing of emotions

When I can't even deal with my own

I watch people walk by with smiles on their faces

And I think to myself wow

That is the most beautiful angelic thing

I had ever seen but at the same time

I see the beggars on the street

The cats and dogs being tossed aside

You can see them by the dumpster

Covered in trash

while their bones are protruding from their fur

Same as the man with the beard

Who smiles a toothless grin

Though his eyes look grim

As if he knows that his wit's end

Has come and gone

Never to be seen again

This is the truth of the world

The source of my empathy

The whole world is asking for money

Some asking for double and some asking for trouble

As we see people in hovels

Children with rags and bones

Hoping to survive the night

As they are racked with agonizing hunger pains

Being forced to steal

What they can, when they can

A little boy at the age four

Screaming and kicking as he cries for his mother

Who passed away from the hunger

She was too weak and the father is not soon for this world

He is almost at death's door

While the child will soon follow after

I empathize with these people

Because it’s not just us

But an affliction across all nations

Spreading rampant like the plague

I feel these emotions

Though I'm just one man

Hoping for the salvation of this ugly world

Hoping for something more