Not Too Many Distributing Empathy Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

When something is broken,
It is difficult to piece it back together.
It does not sustain,
A sameness expected...
One wishes to regain.

It is like two who love,
Experiencing their first argument.
What had been thought unconditional,
Set conditions to a limit.
To discover are lamented.

When a puppy once cute,
Grows to be booted from the door...
A howling sound unbearable,
Can not restore...
A 'before' now ignored.

When something breaks away from its need...
There are not too many distributing empathy.
Or packaging solace to gift.

Nor are there many who become concerned,
About an emotional bleeding...
Someone inflicted knows they did not earn!
But receives to grieve in silent weeping.
With a hard delivery of a lesson learned.