Do You Really Care

In olden days folks seemed to care About friends and strangers everywhere Though things were often in short supply There seemed enough to “make it by.” An attitude of community seemed to prevail Especially in times of great travail. Being neighborly was common then It reached beyond next of kin. In this day of constant haste, There’s never a moment most have to “waste.” Is “waste” really the appropriate word? Does helping a neighbor seem so absurd? It seems we’ve lost a needed trait. We seem to have not a moment to wait. If we, however, are ever despaired Would we then wish that someone cared? It’s odd, somehow, that when the tables are turned, We find ourselves wishing more compassion was learned. That “learning” which then is so desired Is often by many not acquired.