We live in a determined world
            The laws of
physics tell us what we cannot do
            And that we
should not be able to do anything
            Yet through
the expression of time
            We find
control over ourselves
The nameless, faceless, and blameless ones
            See the
world around them
            Look
through the subjective window
            And know
that all they see
            Is colored
by perspective
There are those who try
            Those who
see the man without a home
            See the
child starving
            See the
hopeless junkie praying for non-existence
            Some see
these and feel something
Others do not understand
            That the
homeless man
            Cannot get
a job without an address
            And could
not afford even the shabbiest apartment
            On minimum wage
alone
They do not understand
            That a
single mother
            Who works multiple
jobs
            May not
have time to make dinner
            Or might
have to choose between heat and food
They cannot fathom
            That the
junkie is empty
            Devoid of
human passion
            Unable to
find a place
            Ostracized by friends, family, and society
Some of us daydream
            About
solving these problems
            Knowing
they are problems
            That likely
have no solution
            We are
unfairly idealistic
But never forget that
Even the smallest things make the
biggest difference
And even though complete solutions
are difficult
Understanding is less so
And compassion is freedom
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