What I Did Not See
Location
Wandering, Lost, Here and There
Where should I go to sleep?
The night is cold, and I am almost bare.
In the darkness, I just weep.
In the morning, I wake
in a soft warm bed.
My sleep was sweet as cake.
Slowly I start but my slumber will not shed.
Hunger, pain, starvation
Looking for food; deprived of it
Even in this wealthy nation
I can only eat my spit.
In the morning I smell
Enticing food
On the table I see sights that excel.
Each delicacy heightens my mood.
Dirty, Hungry, Lost again
What am I to do?
I want to sleep and be born again.
Bid this life adieu.
I look for work.
I grovel too.
But people smirk
and tell me, "shoo."
this hopelessness
I am drowning in
fills my life with cheerlessness
Someone save me from this silent din.
I wake again in my bed
but this time I am troubled.
What I saw was in my head
but it left me completely startled.
I look around.
I cannot sleep.
I take a walk.
I finally see.
People here.
People there.
With hopeless tears.
And spiteful glares.
They hate the world.
Their tragic lives.
They want to leave.
Yet, they strive.
Someone once said
People must help themselves.
They need to stand on their own
For we cannot lead two lives.
True, we cannot live for others.
But we can help them out.
Help them find anchors.
Take them out to sprout.
Life without poverty.
The birds begin to sing.
Out of the dirt, be free.
They chirp, "It is Spring!"
What would it be like without poverty?
If I could change the world.
But I am only one soul.
Whereas poverty includes a lot more.
Still, I can make a difference.
Start chain reactions.
Give several lives significance.
And help them live with more passion.