Oh, Foolish Empath

Feel the joy, the grief,

The anger, the pain.

Feel the folly of love

And the hope that remains.

Know the sadness that follows

The thundering rain.

Feel the fingers of fear

Driving wise men insane.

 

Every note, every song,

Every hullabaloo.

All the masses and mobs

Closing all around you

Til control is a stranger

And options are few,

And your once sage advice

Is no longer in view.

 

It strains beyond reason,

It weighs beyond doubt,

The burden the empath

Must ferry about.

The taking, the giving,

The in and the out,

The searching of souls

Within, without.