Polarity? Poem by Cyclopseven R

The light do not wail for losing
to the darkness which kills it;
nor the darkness feel sad
for losing its sight to light;
the sound do not retaliate towards
the silence which renders it mute
nor the silence feel bad
for losing its peace to sound;
the fire do not retaliate towards
the water that put it off
nor the water feel the anger
for its coldness turned into heat;
and the wind remains calm despite
nasty smell that taint its purity
nor the nasty smell cries sorrow
for being swept in the subtlety of the wind
then my Lord
why must man mirrored in your image
be different from the rest with a mixture of all good and bad?