Lying by the roadside in a sleeping bag
dressed in rags, worn out shoes, in his hand a fag.
No one notices he exists
as they trip, pass him by
no one there to kiss caress listen to his cry.
Little did he know that day donning his pinstripe suit
to his penthouse office
he would end up destitute.
That thin red line we traverse
a tightrope in our mind
unaware how others feel
more reason to be kind.
In life we need our neighbours
without them we are lost
unless we learn that lesson
we will surely count that cost.
Jpoet7 ( #doolan317 ) ( @wordverse.me )