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At Least (A Saga)
He said he was hungry
I thought he might be lazy
But I can’t make him work
I can help him eat
I can
The little boy was dripping with sweat
His tongue hanging out as he panted
Hot day–he should hydrate
He knows that
Not my problem
I could give him one of my cold bottles of water
But if he’s thirsty, why doesn’t he drink?
Maybe too tired
I can offer
I can
The family looks lost
I don’t know them
Don’t want to be pushy
God forbid I should interfere
But seems they could use a friendly word
I’m embarrassed, a chicken
A timid hen
They appear rejected
I might say something
Awkward
Still, I can be nice
I can
How did I end up here?
The guys from work wanted to go to a strip joint
Pardon–Gentlemen’s Club
Look at her
She is so naked
I mean, disrobed of her identity
Men poking, leering and groping
Let me outta here
Buy her a drink?
Offer her my coat and a chance to talk?
Too weird
Too naked
I can be a man instead of a boy
I can
Sick people make me sick
I get sick looking at them
Germs
Got to stay healthy
But being sick is so sickly
Feeling bad makes you think bad
I can visit
I can
Law breakers
Get what they deserve
Jail birds, but we clip their wings
Maybe they want more
A second chance
How lonely is prison?
I could come to see someone
Especially since my nephew is in there
What would I say?
Maybe nothing
I can sit and listen
I can
I can do much more
Than stand outside the door
And wonder what’s within
Hope, joy, faith or sin
Will I risk being odd
To find the touch of God?
Yes, my soul deserves a feast
So I can go…
At least.
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