I read somewhere
that you can tell a lot about a people
by the way they treat their animals.
The roaming beasts there were sick,
skeleton-skinny,
ravenously hungry,
and skittish as hell.
Much like the residents
in the neighborhoods we visited.
God Bless them.
There but by the grace of God go I.
I thank the Almighty 24/7
that I was spared
from living in beastland.