Empathy

Not even my cheery smile
That at times does wonders
Could lift the cloud,
Of unhappiness and sadness
That hovered over him

The sadness written all over
His strained face’
Knew no bounds
The ever glowing eyes
Were grey and hollow

Thought some passion could help,
But as true as the sun;
That rises in the east each morning,
Not even this could help,
For the sorrow ran deep.

The passive farewell,
Just went on further on to
Stress the obvious sadness.
Couldn’t fool anyone,
I was as obvious as the nose.

I shed a tear,
Not a tear of sorrow,
But of empathy,
For that soul,
That was at rock bottom!



Ciss 14th June 2003