- Non-Erotic Poetry
- And The World Walks On By
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I passed a blind man begging for
A coin or two or three
He smiled, yet though I walked on by,
And called out thanks to me
I saw a homeless man and he
Was wearing old worn shoes
Sleeping on the pavement cold
Smelling of stale booze
I happened by a cripple who
Was sad and worn and bent
He hobbled by on twisted legs
Wincing as he went
Two little waifs were hoping for
Just one small piece of bread
They hadn’t eaten yet that day
Their eyes spoke of the dread
I looked down at my leather shoes
And fancy brand name skirt
My eyes could see the riches there
Which caused my heart to hurt
I stopped and stood and wondered if--
Had life gone other ways
And I was homeless, blind and bent
Would others mend my days?
We all should stop and if perhaps
We walked in different shoes
How surely painful it would feel
To have the world refuse
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