Life Perspective

Saw a homeless man walk by me today.

Shuffling along,

Lighter dangling in one hand.

Pants holy and ripped to shreds

Wearing a coat in unseasonable weather.

And I thought,

“Where does he come from? Where is he going?”

And then I watched as he looked through a can of trash,

Obviously hungry.

And I thought,

“I’m so fucking privileged,

I’m so fucking lucky.

What the fuck is my problem?

Like, he’s starving and I’m starving,

But his is by force

And mine is by choice.

What the FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!”

He suffers every day.

I suffer every day.

The difference is choice.

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