I Can Tell.....

I Can Tell


I can tell you are really hurting
and that you just want to cry
and you are tired of your job
and you would rather just not try.

That you are sick of muddling through each day
to barely make ends meet,
to put food upon the table
and shoes on your children's feet.

I can tell you are really hurting,
that your roof has many leaks
and when you walk across the floors
you can hear the floorboards creak.

The wind whistles through the windowpanes
and lets in the cold air.
I can tell that you are hurting
and I honestly do care.

I know your water is dirty.
The paint is peeling off the house.
Sometimes you even occasionally
come across a dead mouse.

And I know every so often
the furnace goes upon the brink.
Sometimes you are awakened
by the dripping in the sink.

I know you are really hurting.
I hear what you have to say.
I know that right now times are tough
but things will be okay.

But I do have to be honest
when I say these words so true
there are still so many people
who are less fortunate than you.


--msl2022
(this is not meant to come across as completely heartless either)