Who am I to Judge - Feb. 10, 2021

those street people

with greasy matted hair

and scruffy clothes

who circle this unwelcome town

shuffle outside this window eyeing me

as they squabble with the sky

what if they’re really searching for something?

what if there’s a door

to a paradise you and I can’t see

sandwiched in the shadows

between this Starbucks

and the 7-Eleven

on the other side of town?

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