As I walk down the sidewalk I see many things. I see people walking, all with a different purpose.
There goes a man, in a suit and tie, rushing to a meeting, that he canβt afford to miss.
There goes a guy, with an untied shoe, hurrying to an interview for a job, to keep his family off the streets.
There goes a lady, taking her time. She has nowhere to go and nowhere to be.
There goes a mother pulling her kids along, making sure they get on the bus on time.
There goes a man, a shopping cart in hand, with ***** clothes and holes in his shoes. Heβs picking up cans, so he might earn enough for some food to last him a month.
There is a person sitting on a bench, dressed in all black. They are looking at nothing in particular, with a bottle by their side.
There goes a kid, with bruises and cuts. They look to be escaping from some place.
This is the world that we live in. This is the world that I see.