How is it that when everything falls apart,
when there is the greatest tradgedy,
the deepest hurt,
even towards our enemies we turn
and say I am sorry for the faults,
Why is it that we cannot love,
except when a loss has happen,
we cannot bear to glace upon each other,
only if there are tears we can.
It's funny how fickle we are as humans,
to throw around the words of hate and judgement so carelessly,
and when the other is cut,
we sutra the wounds,
with words of praise and love.
How quick we are to change the mask of emotion.