About Change Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

oday I saw beyond the stains
of dark, mold spattered walls
today I felt a change take place
in shabby downtown malls

Today the stained and dirty streets
looked like they had been cleaned
and even strangers passing by
seemed not to looks so mean

Today I gave a little gift
to someone of the street
who sat and waited for some change
to get a crumb to eat

How could I know that one small act
of reaching out with care
could clean and brighten city streets
and soften strangers' stares?