i saw you through my car window and wanted so much to smile at you. You were sitting in the rain, staring blankly at the space in front. i'm sure our gazes met, you must have saw me, but there was no expression on my face nor yours. your fist was clenched, what were you thinking? were you missing home? regretting making your way here? or wondering how hard the day will be again? i want so much to smile and wave and acknowledge your presence, to let you know that you're not transparent. Forgive me for failing this time, i promise i'll try next time.
i've seen you many times under the scorching sun, and i felt indignance. i wondered why we sit in our cushy offices while you have to sweat your brow. then sympathy put me to shame, for it elevated my status and looked down upon yours. i do not, honestly. i just wished i could stand beside you too and carry the planks you were carrying. i wished you didnt have to work so hard. i appreciate we all play different roles in the human society and you are making your contribution, so i salute you really- you know?
i stood beside you in the bus. you looked afraid. i wished i could have done to make you feel more at ease. then the bald man shouted at you to ask you stand away from him. i wondered why didnt you move, and only after it dawned upon me that you might not have understood. but i didnt speak up for you and i'm so sorry i failed.
"the least you do for one of my brothers, you do it for me" Jesus, sorry i failed you so many times, help me please be bold and show & give love even when it's easier to be cold.
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