Sadness - edit

[dukealien]

Sadness


I looked across my street and saw
my neighbor’s car with one side scraped
it’s not a beauty of a car
and he’s no prize, my neighbor, but
to see that scrape just made me sad.
Am I a crazy man or bad
to sympathize so helplessly
or, pride aside, the opposite?

I look across my street and see
my neighbor’s car with one side scraped
it’s not a beauty of a car
and he’s no prize, my neighbor, but
to see that scrape just makes me sad.
Am I a crazy man or bad
to sympathize so helplessly
or, pride aside, the opposite?

It might be fun to rewrite this using words of no more than two syllables?