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Where Is My Decency..What Happened To My Empathy
I walked into a wawa the other day
In front of me standing in line
Was a homeless person
I could see the filth on their blanket
Presumably their only shelter in 30 degree temps
Their clothes were also covered in dirt
As were they
From their head to their toes
I could smell their body odor
I looked away
And tried to ignore what I saw
When I left I held the door open for them
They never said thank you
I shrugged my shoulders
And shook my head
Because I really expected them to say that
But
What happened to me
Where is my decency
Why didn't I look them in the eyes
And offer to buy them a meal
Or pay for their drink
Why did I judge them
And why did I expect a thank you
You hold doors open out of thoughtfulness
Not an expectation of anything in return
I obviously hate knowing there's homelessness
But yet I was more focused on the eye sore I saw
Versus actually helping with a solution
Or just being nice
By treating them like a person
What happened to my empathy
When did I become so selfish
And self centered
That I stopped caring about others
I am the one that should be looked upon
And judged
For being so shallow and empty
For not having a good soul
Or pure kindness left in my heart
I am the one who is truly homeless
As I am empty
Soulless
A microcosm for what the world has become
There was a day when the world cared
But as I reflect on this I realized
Everybody at wawa that day did the same thing
What happened
When did we become like this
Why don't we make a difference anymore
Why don't we get our hands dirty
By working to make tomorrow better
For all
All problems have solutions
We can all make a difference
Yet we are fueled by greed
And selfishness
We are not selfless anymore
We lost our values
And our compassion
We threw away hope
And that's what's really sad
Where is our decency
What happened to our empathy
In front of me standing in line
Was a homeless person
I could see the filth on their blanket
Presumably their only shelter in 30 degree temps
Their clothes were also covered in dirt
As were they
From their head to their toes
I could smell their body odor
I looked away
And tried to ignore what I saw
When I left I held the door open for them
They never said thank you
I shrugged my shoulders
And shook my head
Because I really expected them to say that
But
What happened to me
Where is my decency
Why didn't I look them in the eyes
And offer to buy them a meal
Or pay for their drink
Why did I judge them
And why did I expect a thank you
You hold doors open out of thoughtfulness
Not an expectation of anything in return
I obviously hate knowing there's homelessness
But yet I was more focused on the eye sore I saw
Versus actually helping with a solution
Or just being nice
By treating them like a person
What happened to my empathy
When did I become so selfish
And self centered
That I stopped caring about others
I am the one that should be looked upon
And judged
For being so shallow and empty
For not having a good soul
Or pure kindness left in my heart
I am the one who is truly homeless
As I am empty
Soulless
A microcosm for what the world has become
There was a day when the world cared
But as I reflect on this I realized
Everybody at wawa that day did the same thing
What happened
When did we become like this
Why don't we make a difference anymore
Why don't we get our hands dirty
By working to make tomorrow better
For all
All problems have solutions
We can all make a difference
Yet we are fueled by greed
And selfishness
We are not selfless anymore
We lost our values
And our compassion
We threw away hope
And that's what's really sad
Where is our decency
What happened to our empathy
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