The Choice


We see them

everywhere.

Sidewalks. Parks.

Underpasses.

We pass them on the street without so much as a glance, as though they are as inanimate as the bench they are laying on.

We pull up to the intersection, seeing them from far off, hoping that they don’t approach our car, making sure not to make eye

contact. But for

a full minute,

the hand-

written sign

remains in our

scope of

vision, calling

to a deeper

place in our

spirit than we

are comfortable

with, especially

in our hurried

state. The

light is

about to

change.

What do you do?

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