Past a man sitting on a corner
He was assessing the damage
To one foot
As people passed by
Making their way to different
Destinations, some looked
At him others went on about
Their business
I wondered what was going
Through his mind
No one knew his situation
Judgment is saved for a higher power
He continued to caress his ailing foot
All the while keeping his head down
All I could think of
The world goes round and round
The richer become wealthier and the poor
Are just after thoughts…
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