I Feel Sorry

I feel sorrow, deep inside,
Born this way, it can not hide,
Seeing others despair, cuts me swift,
Why am I? Cursed with this gift,

I come from privilege, fair and whole,
I want this weight, off my soul,
Heavy as heck, this is not cool,
Witness to addiction, wish I could make a rule,

Where no one suffers, on any day,
Things are normal, in every way,
But people are poor, to say the least,
Wish I had food, so they could feast,

People addicted to drugs, some real hard stuff,
Wish I could rehab them, enough is enough,
This pain I feel, wears on me deep,
I need a release, something that’s steep,

People have cancer, and are very sick,
I need God to save them, extremely quick,
This crazy world, is like a zoo,
Stymied to correct it, have we no clue,

When are we going to open, and see things clear?
We need to fight this, get over this fear,
The answer in front, just have to trust,
In that higher being, that is a must,

Mindful determination, could help lives improve,
At that time, I can make my move,
Find my happiness, remove all this pressure,
Cause this I know, has no measure,
Going on and on, I can’t take this pain,
I am trying my best, not to go insane!