So I was walking home from work. I was wet and cold and tired least to say. I had two miles of ground to cover. Im not perfect I complain alot, but as I walked home I saw a homeless man. He wasnt holding a sign or waveing a tin cup. He wasnt begging. He was just sitting there right in the middle of the sidewalk. Jeans tore open in the cold. He was sitting there leaned up against his ruck sack of assorted objects he uses to survive. I wanted to help him. But I realized I couldnt afford too. I got a glimpse of his unshaven face all I could read from it was defeat. No friends. I cant imagine family either. Nothing. He had nothing. And I want to go back for him.
Posted on: Sun, 10 Nov 2013 22:29:39 +0000
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