Icy

How the cold blew
through me like
water being frozen
but I endured it, almost
willingly
as I knew
there would be
people on the street
all night
while the temperature
continued to drop.
Strangely, I
remember another
cold night, about
10°C warmer, when
I passed a homeless
man sitting on the frozen
sidewalk.
Quickly, I opened my change purse and emptied it.
He gave me a blessing,
and I thought that he
needed it more.
God bless me? God bless YOU.
I wonder if there he still is.
How can we let our fellow
humans suffer like this?
And I realise, the iciness
of this night is nothing
compared to
this world.