Two Stubborn

In a world of desire you didn't covet
You desired nothing and wanted nothing
You gave when giving was corrupted
Something
Anything
For your generosity and patience
I want your good will; to perform your good deeds
A disposition that was pure, allurement latent
My necessity for your modesty, to take your lead
To feed!
Concede!
Tell me your secret! Why do you care?
For him and her such compassion
Empathy I refuse to bare
Nor ration
Passion
To watch him starve
And for her, destitution and woe

I beg for your pity, please
You possess the feelings I need
You always refuse to share
I forever refuse to care