What’s Important...?

I met him at the corner
Unshaven
Unwashed
Undone.
He smiled--
How nice
How good
How sweet.
He’s got
No money
No work
No home, and no car.
I’ve got
My job,
My clothes,
My books, my—
He laughed!
Of course
I’m wrong--
He’s got
A life
His hope
His dreams.
Well
I laugh, too
How charming.
I had those
But they aren’t quite free
So much cheaper to look away.
He doesn’t
Believe me.
Poor guy
I left him at that corner.