Where can compassion be,
hiding under the coat-tails of gormless men,
arrogant suits of dark disdain,
pin-striped minds without a heart,
just a wallet of keeping score, nothing more,
in a world of striving competition.
Where has loyalty gone,
buried in a cold dark pit,
still breathing yet, out of sight out of mind,
when each step forward has collateral damage,
those used to ascend to wanted ends,
and care less they who tread upon your face.
Where is empathy,
to relate to others in circumstance,
not the disregard that inconvenience brings,
just to offer a helping hand, so little,
yet unwanted in this new regime,
thrown away out of priority.
Where can kindness be,
tucked away in a bottom drawer,
for it would mean connection to those of needy ilk,
a smile too much to find, let alone offer,
as life is insular, protect your own,
and not be prone to recalcitrance.
And where is love,
lost in the halls of responsibility,
an open heart a vulnerable state of being,
impenetrable shells a want for seeing,
how hurt a soul can be rejected,
and so blindness to life is elected.
What of potential,
what we can be in life’s opportunity,
spiritual understanding transcends all,
saves us from our selfish calls
and soothes us in remorse,
for all we could have been in life.
Tony DeLorger © 2017