We rolled up to a parking spot,
Saw a man with not a whole lot.
Obviously he was homeless asking for a$1 for something to eat, Sister popped her trunk we put shoes on his feet. The Joy he was experiencing brought me to tears, although his appearance we had nothing to fear. As we put the shoes and tighten his belt,the appreciation he was showing was definitely felt. Sister gave him a couple of dollars I gave him some pot, wasn't much but it was the thought. A young man walking by seeing this unfold, he chipped in $20 guess he was sold. This poor guy dirty, unbathed, a rope for a belt, for a short moment I felt the smile he had delt. Our deeds were delivered to a man named Michael, I could only imagine the life he has to cycle. Next time you come across someone who's in need, let go of that pride and some of your greed. Were all living under the same dam roof, don't walk around like your bulletproof. If it's your hand that you're extending, do it honestly and not pretending. Time to bring this to a conclusion,
Please don't let what you see literally be an allusion .
Johnny p Chavez
10/19/23
- Author: Bubblicious (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 19th, 2023 19:03
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Comments1
Great flow and rhythm.
Thanks also a true lived experience
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