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To My Shame
As he approached me, I pretended not to see him He was very thin, a shell of a man Had snot running out his nose Wore raggedy rain showered, sun dried clothes His body bear the stench of places God only knows And as we passed each other, I averted my eyes Cowardly, I didn't want to see the abject sadness in his eyes To my shame, I offered not even a polite hello ... nothing personal to acknowledge his existence To my shame, I wondered not what was his name Didn't want to come in contact with his pain This frail man wore a wrinkled face of a thousand slights He had sunken, hollow eyes: haunting optical illusions of countless lonesome nights No doubt, he slept in places where many unrealized hopes had died Abandoned dreams ... empty houses on a desolated street of discarded destinies To my shame, I extended no small kindness to alleviate his personal pain I was sore afraid that I was looking at my future self, and someone else was treating me the same
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