Unmoved

Not just a mental illness

Not just an addict

Not just one without a house

One that has faced countless traumas

One that has suffered through rejection and abuse

One that has been a child of poverty, a child of a broken home, a child of abandonment

Countless losses

Over and over, the cycle continues

Walking by the dirty man,

the man that screams absurdities, nonsense

the man with the broken spirit , the broken heart, the broken mind

Instincts say he is dangerous, unworthy, irrelevant

Grace knocks

Will we give it

Will we acknowledge the lost

Will we honor our neighbor

Our eyes divert

We step over the bodies

We crush their humanity

Another day begins and we have been unmoved