We'Re Supposed To Care
invisible in plain sight
humanity's throwaways live on the street
begging a living
how absurd that sounds
in a city of plenty
we are human beings; we're supposed to care
yet we never have
enough stuff to share
it's time for us to accept
we are our brother's keeper
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2018
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