People Gather

It’s strange to see how people gather.Just a few miles away, Homelessness is everywhere.And every store has a security guard.And here, in the suburb, there aren’t any,Homeless people that is, or security guards.And I don’t know what to say about that.It’s just an observation. And yet, it’s also a comfort that if I chooseI can put some space between myself and the worldWhere I have to constantly think about things being stolenOr where to park because they patrol the parking lots at night.But it also means that I must venture out If I desire to be touched by thoseWho are different than myself.