I am no more perfect
Than I am flawed
No more indifferent
Than I am awed
For my eyes have seen
The coldness of hatred
My heart the love
Of two hearts mated
My ears the screams of pain
The music of silence
My soul the feel of compassion
Of rescuing ambulance sirens
The vagueness of
Uncharted confusion
The clarity of seeing
Deceitful illusion
In a world such as this
A mix of good and bad
One must except it all
A face happy or sad
We comfort the injured
Help them heal
See inevitabity in our death
The ever turning of life’s wheel
You help me
As I help you
Compassion lives in all of us
If you believe in it too