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Compassion

A created moral aspect of human awareness imbedded deep within the hearts and minds of mankind. Who's sympathetic to the pain and suffering of others, aspirating the need to reach forward with compassion. Feeling the sorrows of the poverty stricken and the ill afflicted soul as one struggle to extend his hands in alms while his strength quickly diminishes. Even the impiety of the ungodly, feels the remorse of the neglected, has they take sight of a weak child who struggle to place a grain of rice into her savoring mouth. While the tears of one who's compassionate, are channel through his ducts, forming a matrix of a salty saline solution that falls like the morning dew from a leaf. The life around her fragile body falls dramatically as she watches her under nourish flesh wrap around her tiny bones while holding on to a seemless life that holds no promise. A vulture wait patiently with anticipation and eagerness for carrion, as her emaciated body collapse in preparation to sleep soundly in the afterlife. By no means shall you attain righteousness unless you give of that which you love and whatever you give, of a truth, God is all knowing.
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Written by
sebastian-perez
Mexican
Published
May 1, 2012
Lines·Words
26·200
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In memory of Kevin Carter

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