Insatiable Pity

Never will forget a magic moment,
raised my ears for an heard help
a vain pursuit to carry a weight
fatigue in mute despaired anguish.

How do they make to pick a new leaf?
know, some people may say : it's easy,
enough to keep patience and courage,
especially think your life is useful.

Life passed as a game, in hunt,
How many preys be able to make endure?
before in turn pain strikes you down.
nobody have any more feeling to give you.

While thinking of to help little by little 
not much of value but raised hand forward,
uselessness of loss of energy is replaced,
by will of dedication to give rest to assist.

A life of loneliness, uncertainty to wonder
to wander on the reasons of helping existence,
a submission of concessions, in an obviousness
with an insatiable pity of delighted cordiality.