Empathetic Eyes
Somewhere in the world someone was suffering
as I laid awake at night and realized
my time had come to vindicate my reasoning
why I should see with empathetic eyes
So cynical was I and full of judgment
as a homeless man approached me for a dime
I failed to stop and think just for a moment
this could be ME at any given time
I had to reevaluate my blessings
for MANY I’d been given through the years
and taking part my heart began confessing
my empathetic eyes revived with tears
I prayed to God for kindness and compassion
to recognize and love humanity
and when I asked for His divine direction
His empathetic eyes acknowledged me
Copyright © Gayle Rodd | Year Posted 2017
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