It’s cold outside, it’s raining. There you are sitting, Under an umbrella. You Watch people come and go, Following them with your gaze. I Wonder what you are thinking Inside of your heart. Are you sad ? Are you mad ? Are you unhappy ? I can’t really tell. I see you there Everyday, you Don’t seem to get tired. You just sit there all day, I see you when I leave in the Morning, and again when I come back in the evening. How do you do it ?
I often Wonder if my little coin really helps you, or is it me that it’s helping ? Helping me to feel less guilty and feel like I did a good deed. Do I really help when I give ? Or am I making you stay and come again the next day ? Because there will Always be someone who needs to calm their inner anxiety and guilt by seeing you sitting there ? What would be the best way to really help you homeless woman, homeless man, homeless child ? Those are the questions I ask myself when I see all these people sitting in the street begging for a little coin.
How do you feel when you see homeless people ? Let me know in the comments below.
Let’s take care of ourselves.
See you around !