He was Anybody

I once knew a man named “Anybody”

He was always hanging around.

Homeless, and weak with exhaustion,

“Anybody” barely made a sound.

His shoes were filled with holes,

Laces shredded by age.

Feet blistered from “Anybody’s” travels,

“Anybody” hadn’t slept in days.

Putrid aroma,

lingered when “Anybody” walked by.

Out of all fault found,

“Anybody” was still kind.

“Anybody” had a secret.

A secret he shared with few.

While judging the misfortunes of others,

Do notĀ forget “Anybody” is YOU!

 

 

 

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