Empathy! | that the dawn is near

was it a terrible nightmare,
or just a bad dream caught me in a snare,
or just a vision gave me quite a scare?

that when i walk along the road,
the oft travelled, the much loved road,
i feel a sense of loneliness spread manifold!

like the wildfire that spreads from peak to peak,
without a word said, leaving nothing about it to speak
the wilderness along the road, i want to cry and shriek!

does that person on the road, with a gun,
who seems to be forlorn, fate having had him spun and spun.
does he not have a family to have with them jest and fun?

does he not have a young boy at his home,
with whom he loves to play, his love for him an epitome.
does he not feel the boy he just shot dead, the sadness at his home?

does he not have a wife to look at, a home to long for,
when he is on a mission, ready to get killed and kill for.
does he not feel the widow whose loved one disappeared, with no crime to pay for?

all along the road, the wilderness instills in me, a fear,
i fear for me, myself and all others far and near.
will ever anybody say, declare with empathy, that the dawn is near?