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Published:January 11th, 2014 12:50 EST
Care: Seeing More With Your Heart

Care: Seeing More With Your Heart

By Ed Roberts

Care

 

A mother sits on her bed

Crying

Last night

Her son stole her car

Crashed it into a streetlight

About a mile from their house

He was driving drunk

Again

In the last three years

He`s been arrested 12 times

On three occasions

He spent a few days in jail

But every time ended the same way

They sent him back home

To her

She`s asked for help

Pleaded for some kind of intervention

The answer is always the same

There`s no money

There`s no room

There is no other place

For him

 

A wife spends another evening

On the phone

Calling hospital after hospital

Her husband came home from work yesterday

Fired again from another job

He was stoned at work

Again

He is lying

Passed out

In the bedroom

Covered in his own waste

She could not get him into the shower

She spends hour

After hour

Trying to find a single place

That has a bed

The answer is always the same

There`s no money

There`s no room

There is no place

For him

 

An old man pushes his grocery cart

Into an ally

Slowly he starts building his shelter "

A make-shift structure

Of boxes and boards

That he carries with him

In the basket each day

He used to have his own business

He used to have his own home

Everything changed

When they found out his wife had cancer

What money they had

Disappeared in less than a year

And soon after

He lost his wife as well

Tonight

He tried to find a place at a shelter

First one

Than another

The answer is always the same

There`s no money

There`s no room

There is no place

For him

 

Three lives

All sitting at the edge of desperation

So many others

Teetering on their very edge

All of them in need of some kind of miracle

All of them searching for the one thing

That they need most

 

Care

 

Ed Roberts 12/27/13