Anonymous
The old man dressed
in a wrinkled, gray pin-
striped suit & ripped
canvas sneakers, sleeps
on a crushed cardboard box
outside the vestibule of the church
at Fifth & Fifty-First.
He has a sign above a shoebox.
Please Help Me
I have No Job
I have No Home
I Used to be
Somebody
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There are so many of those
There are so many of those anonymous. They stoped fighting for their lives, for some severe reason or other, God knows...
To live is an easy task but knowing how to live is a diferent issue. Some people never had a chance.
For an old man things get worst, they become trash, garbage.
It is a motive for a deep reflexion