Are you suffering from Bleeding Heart Syndrome?
The regrettable empathy for swollen crowds
of decimated veins and charity bags
being laid upon every front door.

The red tops scorn compassion and reason.
If you are searching for derivatives and elements
amongst insoluble problems, then you have no right
to a meaningful opinion.

Do you battle with your conscience as the addict
bundles his syringes into the public bin?
You have been told more than enough times
to flog and to point the finger.

And so why do you cry? Blood is precious
and yet you pour it out for another lost cause,
whilst there are countless functioning adults
who have worked hard to earn your approval.

Do not waste your time with understanding
when there are taxes to be paid,
whilst bombs retain our strategic place;
whilst we are running low on space.