Empathy

When in disgrace with what morrow holds,

burn not the bridge lest it's dawn-

nor chop off the fins and drawn,

look up in the days yonder, and embrace what life upholds.

Choke not from the bonfire;

nor cling to a stone that builds not,

or smile with bullets that frown when hot-

only to devour and defer our life's desire.

Deep waters kill when beckoned,

the stillness of the flow carries utmost frustration-

that gallops life without satisfaction,

and more when for long it's been abandoned.

Relight the candle of empathy in your heart,

right, left and centre you'll never hurt.

© Bunguswa ™