and the next time you see him
his cardboard box
his mansion,
his black trashbag
his walk-in closet,
his outdated newspapers
his tip-top insulation,
and his grocery cart
the attic where he stores all things precious
stare into his eyes
go past the hollowness
and try to see the good.
light the fire that was extinguished
keep going past the layers of sadness and despair
and walk three miles in his shoes.
and the homeless man lives in a mansion
with an attic filled with memories, the only things he can keep.
1 comments:
Might I ask where the inspiration from this came from?
It truly paints a profound picture, lends new eyes to eyes veiled over with prejudice, with fear. The contrast serves to darken the shadows all the more, to see the highlights as the brightest of whites. Another perspective, never yet seen by those that are too filled with privilege, with blindness, the walking dead.
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