I met a man ,
with ******* bags in two hands,
and a shirt that says -

'join the conversation'

i ask for a photograph..what spills forth is
a torrent of pent up pain , of tears and a shaky smile ,

i tell him, you've got this far , you've met me , you didn't think that would happen today...
and i tell him , i hope that some good luck comes his way ,

i hope that something changes to make his life happier , he says he'll wait for me
i say i won't be back , i am a one time listener
he says people see him as not human
i say people are strange , he says as soon as they are rich they look at me with distaste
i can feel the bitterness on his lips ,

i say that these people can not be happy
he says but they have it all

i say but they have no happiness sitting in traffic in their BMW , at least you have your thoughts
he says his penny's worth on how he sees society

this man is a philosopher .

i walk away humbled , i hope i left him with the thought that there is light yet..