“Compassion 2012” by Drea Jensen
by what precept
does innocence suffer
at hands of the guilty
is it simply misfortunate
“wrong place wrong time”
or something more sinister
raw feral
unevolved ethics
survival of fittest
without metaphysics
is cruelty an instinct
organic aggression
the piece of the human
he shares with the beast
are opposable thumbs then
the only
defining distinction
compassion and kindness
mere koans
of mutated spirit
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interesting poem
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appreciate your comment
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If we were not free to hate, could we be free to love? The beast does not celebrate the sunset or ponder the mysteries of grace. Sadly some homo sapiens seem afflicted by the same limitations, born without conscience . . .
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far too many, I fear
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Sad statement of ethics of the heart. I love the sensation I get of enfolding from the picture named “Compassion.”
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the lapsed conscience of so many in power is beyond sad
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