Disillusion of Disparity

Tree-shaded streets,

Generous driveways lined with

Campers, RVs

And other such

Toys,

While on the train I see

Abandoned parking lots

And crevices

Peppered with similar

Things, but these are

Known as home.

Mega-churches sit

Empty six days a week

while thousands line

Sidewalks with

Tarps and tents,

Anything to protect

Against the elements.

Some wonder what to do

With all this extra

While others struggle

Just to get enough.

Throw away or

Sit for sale

Or scramble for

Existence.

I walk by,

Recognize.

One bounced check,

A reduction in force

Diagnosis,

My addiction(s) with a

Lack of recovery,

They could be me.

I don't avert my eyes,

But offer a smile, a wave, a dollar, water

Easier to be kind,

So possible to also

Be left behind.