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On Not Giving Money to the Homeless
He said, you don’t know what it’s like to be black.
He asked us why we were scared. Why we were
jumpy. We weren’t jumpy. He
was paranoid. All this outside Trinity
Cathedral, where he probably
slept on the front steps if it wasn’t raining.
He was wearing blue scrubs, said he
needed money for coffee.
How many people do you think have already
said to him, “I honestly don’t have any money” ?
I honestly didn’t. What happened to him? Was
he just lazy? Was
he still ashamed to ask for other people’s money?
Or was he numb, mentally
calloused? Am I the cause of his shame?
By looking sideways at him, do I make
his burden worse? We walked away, although
my friend, a little more
innocent than I, looked back,
as if by listening she could save him.
But she didn’t know that we
aren’t supposed to look back, to see that he
cannot be saved.
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