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In Each of Us There is a Little of All of Us


Out on the busy noisy streets
Walk the dregs of humanity
The homeless
The addicts
The creeps
The hooker
The gang banger
The snobs
The elitists
The bigots
The perverts
The abusers
The bully cops
The Capitalist crooks
The control freaks
The compromised preachers
The cheaters
The lonely
The wounded
The broken
The disabled
The lost
You.
Me.

And out on the busy noisy streets
Walk the decent, the lovely
The kindhearted
The compassionate
The dreamers
The visionaries
The tireless workers
The aging wise
The innocent young
The risk takers
The pioneers
The gentle
The funny and free
The huggers
The kissers
The benevolent neighbor
The listening physician
The insightful therapist
The good cops
The bankers with integrity
The caring authentic ministers
The teachers who inspire
The poets and their dazzling words
The angelic babies with their piercing eyes
The working moms
The patient dads
The adorning grandparents
You.
Me.


© 2019 Timothy Moody 
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