I've been contemplating...
What happens, really, when your money runs out
and you still have no source of income?
I see, on the streets of this fine city, people
who know the answer to this question.
As the pile of unanswered job applications rises
and my bank account dwindles,
I wonder if their path is not that which
unfolds in front of me.
What happens, really, when your money runs out
and you still have no source of income?
I see, on the streets of this fine city, people
who know the answer to this question.
As the pile of unanswered job applications rises
and my bank account dwindles,
I wonder if their path is not that which
unfolds in front of me.
So, yesterday I dared to step beyond my fear
to envision this path.
I vowed that, should this path be mine,
I will bring my pen and paper
and I will give voice to those standing on the
street corners of this world, who ask
us all to consider our humanity.
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