Sympathy

the general sympathy we as human beings can show

As the cold wind blows making it tough to go,

and at the corner of the street she lies,

Crouching as if she was about to die in a day or two,

this mongrel had gotten me on the verge of tears,

That I must find a way to sympathize with her predicament,

for I am a mere human being witnessing this innocent,

Soul fighting to live in a world where luxury takes precedence,

and sympathy is just a word whose significance has been lost..