A limp being filled with unconscious souls. Pleading, struggling, crying out for help.No noise escapes.Only the deep shadow cast eyes reveal the pain and suffering from deep within
No physical evidence is able to portray this tragedy that very few endure
Only the deep black bruises hint of their stories
The world rotates around themand continues on as they watch.A helpless community.No one knows the truth.No one ever will
Others offer their sympathetic smiles pitying them yet also condemning them
For their conditions act as hazards to the attempted utopian perception that of which the majority sees through.The chronic pain has drained every supply of emotion, of feeling, of drive
How is it that the majority of the time, we misread, ignore, or completely overlook the emotions emanating from others when we feel those same emotions ourselves, and often express them in the same ways, whether more or less often, and whether we show our emotions deliberately, or they show despite our failed attempts at masking or hiding them? How is it that we fail to understand, or understand more fully, the torment or elation anyone other than ourselves can be going through at any given moment when we, ourselves, have been through the same or similar circumstances? Even when we have not been through the same circumstances bringing about such emotions in others, how is it that we have such a hard time understanding that the same emotions we experience can be brought about in others by completely different circumstances?
It's irony, how human to human spirit is now often so confusing.
Sometimes far from entertaining
Yesterday he felt the taste of desperation, he knows the feeling enough to give a narration
Today he saw her in shoes of pain.
To him there is nothing fresh to explain
But to him her pain remains entirely her bargain
It's now an ancient joke, we notice one's anguish
We know how it feels and how to relinquish, our reaction“ nothing'' and the end hostile
The mess translate to forgotten patriotism
A national of ill nationalism
A society so sick, with wounded compatriots
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