A man and his goat

A man and his goat

journeyed

heaven cried

and,

the clouds

let out their hearts

The man;

his clothes

married his body

The goat;

its fur

bowed in sorrow

Poor goat

I pitied

from under my cover

Then;

the light bulb came on

and it occurred to me:

The man

His goat

My sympathy

Who deserved?