Wandering, wondering
at the Homeless still slumbering,
their number increase daily,
and the solution seems
more further away than ever
when the Powers that Be
cannot get together
to decide what's right...
The fight must be taken
to the streets
where the impoverished
meet and greet each other,
a society within the City
that so many don't want to see...
Look upon your Brother
and see he is just like any other;
look upon your Sister
and realize you may
have missed her
sitting on the curb hungry
while you rush off
to grab your ration
of Fast Food and diet soda;
look upon the Children
and realize what they are missing
is the example you don't give them,
the concern, the empathy,
the simplicity of a kind word...
Take a step in those shoes,
torn and tattered,
two sizes too small
or two sizes too loose,
with clothes they can't wash
since the System does not recognize
cleanliness as a need;
heed the words of the Indigent,
realize where the Pride went,
spinning slowly down the drain
when every day is the same
for nothing changes,
it just rearranges
dissolving into a Life of Futility,
ensnared in the stupidity
of a System that doesn't recognize
or realize the Pride goeth
not before
but long after the Fall...
September 20,2014