Looking through this space, I see
One brighter not so bright
Covered in shame
As he sweat profusely
Sweat beads run across his face
As though they were in a race
He shamelessly wiped his face
With hands so filthy
Foot are the same
Bared on the soil
Through is ragged clothing
I see
Almost visible flat belly
Of his
Tis glaring
He needs help
Of what business of mine is it?
So the nonchalant thought to himself
Just as you would think or say
When we all know we should help
P.S: Let's help whoever is in need when we are capable to help. We all need to help one another to make the world a better place free of poverty