there’s not a day that goes by that I don’t lament
for the pain, anguish and sadness of someone else
sometimes tears just begin to trickle down my cheeks
and not always do i recognize from whence and why
being an empathic individual is sometimes a burden
but i do not regret my heart, my caring
someday, those of us who are of the like, will change
the world for the better
a bovine accepts its journey, a foul, a fish, a caterpillar
into
a butterfly, a canine, an eagle, all know of their journey
we, humans, still question why and for what reason
we exist in this mundane sojourn
we do have a purpose, if only but an open hand, a piece of
bread, a smile...
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