Do you witness
Do you see
Suffering
Around you be?
Does your gaze
Glance away
Ere that image
Self can say?
Do you hear
The despair
In the voice
‘Neath the hair?
When they limp
‘Fore your car
Glad to be
Where you are?
Or do you
Feel that you
Entitled are
To their space too?
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