Humanity?

What is humanity? Something that humans do? Something that the world see as good, pure, and valuable? When people talking about humanity while their surrounding crowded with pauper's tears, orphan's search of agreeable parents, workers stomped by their masters, and even teenage juvenile delinquency, which one is concerned with humanity or the nature of human?
For centuries human lived in chaotic, yet obscure world. Born, grow, old, and die are cycle of life. For centuries human search for heaven, salvation, easiness in life. Some succeed, some falling apart. Human evolve from nothingness, ill-mannered savage to high intellectual noble prize winners. Human cooperate, at one time, then parted by wars at other occasion, for mere justification of their presence.
Human found God, on some religions God found human. Still, human with their broad mind, yet sometimes tiny heart for care, seek other direction for peace that they think they can find it. Human seek far and wide in the world where horizon is their boundaries. Still, people search the filling of their life.
Human were designed as social persona, which means he/she able to feel, touch, see, smell, and hear other people presence, of course in exception of disable people. Human were designed to connect with their kind, to build relationship, to share views and living together. When they are alone, they're not human in the matter of social persona context. When their kinds are in despair and lack of ability to defend themselves in the hard and ambiguous world, what should human do? Standing still, watching, and think 'that's not my business!' or they can pull their sleeves, approach, and asking 'What can i do to help you?'.
Idealistic, romantic, and grand design of human character. Yet, some human, or that what they see from themselves, chose to be individualistic, self-centered, egoistic, and having a living-in-my-own-world-kind of attitude. Cunning, save-their-own-butt-view of life, and think they will live a hundred years of mere joy. Am i being sarcastic? Cynical? Perhaps. Cause sometimes, even a lot of times, i bear the same attitude and character of the individualistic persona. I am not a saint or Mother Theresa who dedicate her life for others. I am in the position of questioning myself, my being, my purpose in life, and what lesson does He gives me daily. Yes, i believe God has to do with anything that happened in my life.
Humanity, once again, is the same with insanity? Cause other times i see kindhearted, noble, and pure heart persons get scolded because he/she undoubtedly help other people who are in need. In the world where honesty, open mind, and clean thought are rare, people with conscience are sought. Weary human needs ears that will listen; burdened human needs pat on the back and words that say 'Life is beautiful, live it to the fullest. All your problem will be solved eventually. I will be here with you.'; poor people need shelter above their heads, yet warm smile and hugs are the best support.
Where are the humanity in the world right now? Have i done the human part of me toward other people, or am i still living in my comfort cocoon, not realizing that separation of me and other human means devastation for me?