Rena Kay

The Old Man - Poem by Rena Kay

I answered the door with a frown on my face,
I couldn't be bothered, too busy in the rat race.
But answer it I did, and what did I find?
But a filthy old man, hands dirty, holding a sign.
'Can I do some work for you, ' he asked politely.
I don't need much, I only ask that you feed me.
I almost shut the door, going to brush him aside,
But I stopped; it was the sadness deep in his eyes.
I glimpsed his dog tags from a war way before my time,
A veteran, out on the streets, such a crime.
Right then and there I had a change of heart.
This old man needed help, and this would be a start.
I welcomed him in, sat down and took off my tie,
Poured us both a cup of coffee, not really knowing why.
The rat race would have to finish without me this day.
I had a more important job, helping an old man find his way.

'Be not forgetful to entertain strangers: for thereby some have entertained angels unawares.' Hebrews 13: 2

Comments about The Old Man by Rena Kay

  • Ramesh Rai (10/16/2013 5:32:00 AM)

    very touching write. it happens almost. last stanza is great. deserving an EXCELLENY VOTE (Report) Reply

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  • (9/26/2013 1:40:00 AM)

    Thought provoking and compelling introspection. I liked the poem. (Report) Reply

  • (9/4/2013 5:25:00 AM)

    lovely inspiring write, Rena. (Report) Reply

  • Khairul Ahsan (9/3/2013 7:40:00 PM)

    A lovely poem, very entertaining.10/10. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 4, 2013

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