How is it, that we can look into another’s life;
In a way that we see the pain and suffering of theirs as our own.
We feel the hunger turn to starvation in our bellies;
The guilt turn to paranoia in our gut;
The sickness turn to death in our bones.
And then before we finally experience death,
We pull away from the feeling;
From our ability to help.
Shoving the thoughts and feelings away from our minds,
As if a nightmare- never to be remembered again.
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