Sydney Central Train Station - Poem by Jac Harper
I arrive between 7 and 8 am and step onto the platform
I move purposefully toward the main entry and exit
Suddenly a tired face appears, stark in front of me
He looks hungry and when he asks for spare change
I immediately offer him my lunch (home made with organic ingredients of-course)
His eyes are sad as they meet mine
'I just need to get some alcohol into me'
I give him two small gold coins for which he blesses me.
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