In human hearts

In  human hearts there is an unhealed wound
From such loss no person is immune
Mine I feel.with yours I empathise
For finding  we are like is no surprise
In close up.  the horror seems to loom
In perspective, it  is no High Noon
And from another angle, perhaps a boon
Arriving  by some mystery in disguise
In human hearts
By envy grief and  anger we’re consumed
Until we wish to die to end our doom
Yet should we look again with different eye
We shake our heads and shiver at the lie
As if perception’s shackled onto zoom
In human hearts