Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Three wishes

Gold dust may obstruct your vision
when it gets in your eyes. 
So even if we are looking at the same thing
it makes one wonder about perceptions.

Out of the corner of my eye,
on my daily subway ride
I see the homeless with no place to go.
The hungry so sick and frail,
begging anyone for sustenance to keep them going.

Walking along the city sidewalks
I see the bodies beaten down by circumstance
with aversion and desolation in their eyes.
The children and teens, surrounded by adults
yet feeling lost, alone and with no hope,
 their circumstances visible only by the stance of their bodies.

On the stairs I see the addicted to whatever their body craves
as I approach them I think, “Dear God please help them.”
Yet I still walk around them on my way to wherever.

However If I had three wishes, I would wish for
Homes and food for the homeless and hungry,
and security and tenderness for the beaten and the lost.
No more Garish days,
or eyes grown weary of life’s indifference
for anyone in need or want.

I thank you God
for the knowledge of how blessed I truly am,
and the good sense to appreciate it every day. 


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