One Random Act

Watching

Encountered among the daily realm 

Time and time again. 

She stumbles into the next motion

Her life follows like a whim. 

Never once looking back to see what she might have missed. 

Always heavily put under pressure to 

Check everything on her list. 

An empty apartment,

No homecooked meals, 

Never once aware of 

Needs that are revealed. 

There's a family on floor 4,

Waiting for dad to come home, 

Little do they know 

That he's already gone. 

Supper never came 

And the night came fast, 

Christina cried herself to sleep 

In her mother's lap. 

They're going on day 5 now, 

The water's turning cold, 

It's the middle of the winter,

Christina's only four years old. 

The bills are piling up, 

They won't answer the door, 

She heard the police are coming soon,

And they won't live there anymore. 

The bills that are in the mailbox,

That won't barely fit, 

Have been sitting there for months now, 

Surely they're in debt. 

She sighs a frustrated sigh, 

As she turns back around, 

To retrieve her cup of coffee, 

That just fell on the ground. 

The coffee was black, 

With only two sugars, 

Splattered lightly on some letters, 

She dried them off for the mother. 

Left on her dresser,

Were the two whithered letters. 

For some reason she forgot them, 

Or was it really for the better? 

They sat there for two weeks, 

Staining the dining room table. 

Until she picked them up one day 

Without looking at a label. 

The first one she opened,

Read twelve-thousand

And the next one she opened

Said no more housing. 

Her purse was dangling

From her bedroom door, 

So she snatched it up,

And her checkbook laid out on the kitchen floor. 

The number she wrote,

Gave her much less to eat, 

But she knew she would be fine, 

With anything at least. 

Three weeks later,

Came a knock on the door, 

From a tiny young girl, 

With a smile from her core. 

Christina wore a headband, 

Around her whole head, 

She was free now, 

Her needs had been met. 

She said Mama was fine 

And brother and sister too, 

They had a meal last night, 

And she was able to chew. 

They invtied her to come, 

As an offering of thanks, 

To revere her random act, 

And shower her with grace.  

Doing