I saw poverty, and I saw wealth
I saw sickness, and I saw health
The disparity in this world is so great. Sometimes I look upon it in abject isolation and helplessness. Would giving that little child a dollar really help her? Would contributing to some charity fund-raiser really help those in need?
I looked at the little girl and her brother, walking bare-feet down the asphalt roads, hands cupped to receive what little people deign to give. Most just turned away. I did too. Turned away.
It has always been a struggle for me. The struggle to save the world vs. the struggle to save myself. I look too near into the now, I lose perspective. I look too far into the future, I lose perspective. I don't look, and I lose hope.
That should have been mine. It should have been me.
Regrets? What do you think?