One Battle After Another

It was always one battle after another But to be this invisible and abandoned? Did empathy always belong in the theater? Did kindness always feel so trifled? It induces both grief and shame Virtues I sought to deeply understand Accessories for masquerades in all but the name It’s as if nothing is real, the pursuit Of knowledge, truth, wisdom, banned As if reality itself is penalized for Threatening to expose the pretentious hand Humans don’t care about what they say What they care about, they don’t say