Homeless man I watched you
line a deserted doorway,
your Maytag boxes cardboard monuments
in Fed Ex labels
and signs pointing 'This Side Up',
stark reminders of what is,
and what could be,
but for the grace of God.
I wondered if I wished hard enough,
a Fed Ex truck might spirit you away
on a magic carpet ride
to where you wouldn't be invisible
for those who take the time
to look and really see
to where someone would offer
you a job with no Catch 22,
first telling you to shower
and have clean clothes,
and you with no money for either
without a job.
I wished. I prayed.
But for the grace of God go I.
C.J. Heck
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/homeless-man/
