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 )