Don'T Try, Not Yet

How do you understand, What makes you know? Know that you can understand ones pain. The suffering they have, For anything other then Pity alone. What gives you right To judge those who Have all then less for themselves. To fall to the knees With joy while Those whom you've pitied Fall to their knees in suffering, With the silent jabs into What we all call a heart. Tearing it to pieces Without a soul knowing. Why try to understand? Why give a damn. From the start, This has gone on. You may see it now But don't try to know. Not until those you've pitied, Become those whom you love.