WE ARE ALL HOMELESS
Louise Annarino
4-23-2013
Carefully we watch them
from the corner of our eye only,
clumsily clutching garbage bags,
closely held,
precious
as they are not,
and we doubt they ever were
as they clamber down the bank
to huddle under bridges
to nowhere,
to no one,
within our ability
to imagine.
Their suffering is not a failure
It is we who suffer
a failure of the imagination.
Why we fear to face them,
fear to look them in the eye
and see our own suffering.
It would be too much,
no bag large enough
to hold such baggage
as we carry.
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