Humility

Something happened the other day A homeless man died in a doorway Sleeping in temperatures of a minus Struggling to survive the winter People putting posts on Facebook About how they were sad and distraught But where was you with the warmth and broath for him Did you open your door and try to take him in He was alone with the wind and chill against him No blanket or kindness from yourself But your mourning like you tried to help with your wealth What would you do if you lost everything with a slight twist of hand And you were in a door way like that poor man