No More Crocodile Tears

He no longer weeps those crocodile tears
The insincere sorrow that he showed through the years
He felt compassion as his empathy grew
Though he walked not a mile in his neighbors’ shoes.

It used to be that deep compassion he feigned
When he saw the homeless sleeping out in the rain
Yes he could shed crocodile tears on demand
For the plight of another he did not understand.

But then it did happen, he had a change of heart
Although some just thought that he was playing a part
Someone had g...