Touch

How dismal! how depressing! how dejected! Who are these? So human like yet unlike? are they real? their shabby dirty hair tattered clothes Roofless for mercy they stare they need us & our care Muddy unkempt faces Resemblance to humans is in traces we need to be fair we must their sorrows share their state is laid bare they need our healing touch need us to clutch some have no clothes to wear women & girls with little to gear long has been the sultry condition awaiting nothing but mercy! ,lives they are loathing their poverty makes petition why were they born? to be jealous of the blessed to look lusciously at the well dressed to be left homeless forlorn! arise to empathize make them come close to your size! don’t show apathy