I sit and watch the homeless trying to comprehend what life must really be like at societies other end
I complain about my home being too cold or being too hot When I really should be thankful For everything I've got
At night I get a proper bed Three meals a day I eat While they sleep in cardboard boxes with newspapers for sheets
I take so much for granted have way more than I need In future I'll remember that, and feed others, not my greed.
ŠA Thomas Hawkins 2010 http://poetryinprogress.com
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