A Helping Hand

What is left of a man whose reflection no longer fills him with spirit but with indifference? A man of lackluster, a beggar in need? What appears before his fellow man? Oh not prim or pristine, but a pitiful vessel lying on the street. Bring forth your pennies and dimes, your religious reasoning to this wreckage. But the masses will ignore this creation of Adam. Stand on your own two feet, they speculate! Don’t your limbs carry you like ours do? Why dwell on your misfortune? Relieve yourself from your own restraints. But leave not the sacred writ behind. Do not shun the indigent. Let your good will soothe your conscience, advocate righteousness as the law of this land! For one day you may find yourself in need of a helping hand.