Humankind

I was 18 when I wrote this in 2009. I wrote this piece pf writing after  I had been in Washington D.C a couple of days. This was my second mission trip. I had this message on my heart. I saw food banks, soup kitchens and more. That trip taught me to look past just a cities landmarks and history.

Humankind

the world is full of people
we are all equal in our own skin
life,happiness,family and friends coexist
in the circus of life
strangers meet and say hello,walk past
and  never meet again
hidden away from everyday life, the
people that never get the chance to be looked at as equal
a big smile that goes unnoticed
shining in a pool of tears
the compassionate few may
say hello
only one stops to chat
speaking like an elephant
does to humans to humans
soup kitchens, shelters,
food banks may give you
food but never know your
name
pushing you out when the
service runs out
they need love
they need sympathy
they need to feel like a human being
we have to stop the denial
rain batters the fresh soil
an umbrella shelters you from
seeing all the little things
you head indoors and go to
your job
you have to stop the discrimination
the things are misread, ultimately
misunderstood
looked at as stereotypical
you should smile
keep the hungry fed,the poor alive
don't walk past and turn away
give them love love love