I Am Human

Sleeping With the Light On

I Am Human

I am a wanderer. I spend the day
searching. Green waste bins
my idea of a decent buffet.

I am broken. Bad frostbite on my toes
and swollen, broken
veins on my nose.

I am invisible. No one sees me,
yet I see you clearly,
trying not to look at me.

I scavenge for food, I wear
threadbare clothes
I struggle to sleep in frostbitten air.

I am resilient. With the sun I awake,
though my bones and my head
and my heart always ache.

I am homeless.
I am not hopeless.
I am human.

For those who hurt and those who help. We are all human.

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