When you see someone sleeping on the streets
So cold, so rough, so weak,
How can you not feel a need to weep
And wonder what’s going on with our society
How can you not be affected by this
Unless you are lacking any empathy
How is it you can stand there and judge
Is it simply because you are devoid of love
How can you not see something has gone wrong
We live in a system that punishes the weak
Rewards the strong
And some may say that’s how nature works
But I do not agree
We are different and pride ourselves on being sentient beings
And as such we can make choices
Live helping others up
When they stumble and they fall
This is what I call love
It’s also kindness
It’s so compassion
A sense of being
That now seems to have gone out of fashion.
fauxcroft 
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