Pieces of me………

Walking down from the bus, I cross a few busy main roads, being very much aware that I might someday get knock down as i cross these roads. I walk towards my office and see people walking into the Cathedral to pray for our dearly departed Pope.

On the other side of the road, i see a man using his index finger to dig some grass out from the pathway, he was obviously not very sound, laughing away as he dug his finger into the earth, he was smelly and his pants were torn. I could see his skin and I wondered how he live through the days. I see people like him everyday, i pity them and yet what can I do? If i gave him a bit attention,  I won’t be fair to all. But then again, i don’t have the means to help them all, so what shall i do? Walk pass him and pretend to ignore his presence and let the day pass just like any other day………gosh I feel so guity, so evil, so unkind…….

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