When empathy is absent,
As helpfulness flies away
Along with kindness,
And sympathy is no where to be found.
All that is left will be
Cold calculation
Of benefits and advantages,
Of what it will cost,
And how much will be lost,
Where the only matter left
that matters anymore will be
Whether it is absolutely necessary,
Whether it is really required, or
Whether it is that important.
And about the only question left,
And posed by way of sheer argument is
"Can't you do it by yourself?"
Followed by the scornful
"Don't tell me you can't even
carry out such a simple task."
When cold calculated
cunning considerations
Displaces and
Replaces
Kindly love and affection,
All that is left is
A cold heart.
20191220
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Cold
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