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The Lonely Man


I saw him on the morning drive

Carefully studying him as I went by

This man sitting in the cold

At the intersection of the road

It wasn't his homelessness

I was stirred by his loneliness

His home, a shopping cart

His clothes tattered and torn apart

Not moving not saying a word

Just sitting there near the curb

Staring blankly ahead

As if already dead

A song called him a monument

God showing us evidence

That all is not well in the world

Later on with my little girl

He was still there

Same place, same stare

And my heart sank once more

I wished he had someone to love

Inspired by the Holy Spirit, written by malachi819, 01-22-11

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