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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