A Man
A hole in his sock covered by a pair of new shoes too small that he found by the trash he was looking through for a bite of food.
As I passed him daily hungry was he whom walked miles with blisters on his feet from the new pair of shoes too small, yet smiled at me gently.
Aching body, feet and mind, I paid him no mind, little did I know he was a lawyer who fell on hard times.
Those whom he helped or a passerby, nor I offered him not even a dime.
" A Homeless Man" everyday, no longer is he a human being like you and I.
As I passed him daily hungry was he whom walked miles with blisters on his feet from the new pair of shoes too small, yet smiled at me gently.
Aching body, feet and mind, I paid him no mind, little did I know he was a lawyer who fell on hard times.
Those whom he helped or a passerby, nor I offered him not even a dime.
" A Homeless Man" everyday, no longer is he a human being like you and I.
This Poems Story
This is a struggle for many worldwide, I just want to salute these people for the humility they feel when we as passerbys don't see them. No judgement against any or all.
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