To You Poem by Anon Name Anon Name
To You
Old man with the tattered shoes
I know these coins may kill you
But I want you to know I acknowledge your existence,
your pain and your anguish
And the walkers will walk, with their heads down
Ashamed for you and ashamed at their own uselessness
And for every breath, word, thought and emotion that cannot be heard or felt
I am deeply sorry
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8/28/2026 11:57:25 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
A beautiful poem from a beautiful mind