There's a man who sits on a wall
he's not very short and he's not
very tall
just average as they would say
but how is he feeling today?
the same as yesterday.
my aunt says life has got him down
and not a mother soul is there for him
i am wondering if i should be a good
samaritan
but i pass him by
i want to cry
he's about my age
but what if he should fly into a rage
or follow me around
so i pass him without a sound
One day i say
i will look him in the eye
and smile
but his head has been bowed
for quite a while
I don't know his name
and i feel so much shame
as if i am to blame
in doing nothing at all
for this man on the wall
(c) Andrea Jane 2006
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