Empathy

In the narrow dungeons of a choked lane

sits a gloomy eyed fellow besides a broken pane

Looking at the almighty in the sky

and trying to find solace in his writhing cry

For whole his life he ignored empathy

but now has been tickled by life's fierce cruelty

For the lost of times in money madness

he wished being part of somebody's sadness

Life took turns consuming all his wealth

as he now grins silently in a pale health

Maybe the love was right in betraying an animal

the rugged look and tattered clothes approve his denial

How he never took the dosage of humanity

the Pauper in him now asks for eccentricity

Everybody has an act of ignorance on him

as he awaits god's sympathy in this situation so grim

Suddenly the heavenly skies opened compassionately

For it's never too late to begin off lately