The Art Of Empathy

Forgive me if you find these words written in vain,

the world seems disinterested in moral gain.

Admirable virtues corrode and fade, what once esteemed decent, now easily swayed.

The unfortunate by-product of unbridled tongues,

fueled by hearts keeping pace to sinister drums.

Tainting the kindness instilled since my youth,

Self-centered gain the new norm and truth.

Lives painfully enfeebled through bias disdain,

through violence exhibiting heartache and pain.

Attempting to break me? May I ask who broke you?

Were there none to sympathize and help pull you through?

Were there none to invest in your love, hopes, or dreams?

Compassion towards you could have been the vaccine.

To that end, I will quell what most humans feed,

the twisted satisfaction from watching you bleed.

Though perilous is the notion, I will open my soul.

I’ll embody your needs absorbing you whole.

Hopefully, once you and I become one,

We’ll gracefully bloom in the days to come.

Hopefully, once you and I coexist,

Empathy and grace will forever persist.