Sententia

I was in Chicago recently nearby the riverwalk and after seeing a homeless person I wrote this later in the the day.








Bustling.
Motivated.
Excited.
Compassionate?
Hard hearted.
Does a sidewalk city stop for a man lying still?
Just to look twice
or maybe take a picture
or to tell their friend, 'oh my'
They close their hearts to pity; with their mouths they speak arrogantly.

What joy is there when pride is so thick man does not love?

Surely, It is better to be of a lowly spirit with the poor than to divide the spoil with the proud.