The Eclectic Pen - Stranger No More


By: Jim P. (miramarman)   + 2 more  
Date Submitted: 6/14/2009
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 422
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  Stranger No More

When your alone and hungry who ya gonna call? When nobody seems to care and you have no family and friends what are you gonna do? Is there any mercy? Is there any justice?

As your sitting, knees drawn up to your chest, and arms wrapped around your legs like your holding on for dear life. As your sitting on that sidewalk, watching the foot traffic shuffle by, back and forth, back and forth. Do they look at you? Do they notice the ragged clothes? Do they notice the dirt on your face? Do they know your story?

Sure, you made your mistakes in life and you have learned some lessons, but how are you going to recover from this? Oh how can you get out of this dark hole? Anyone can see why your bumming. Anyone can see your pain. It is at this critical moment that you realize that the calvary is not coming! There is no backup! It's you against the world. What are you gonna do?

It is then that you notice a stranger purposefully strolling toward you, in and out of foot traffic. His eyes gazing upon you in a friendly, caring way. No! you say to yourself. He cannot be coming to me. What could he want? Should I run? Am I in trouble?

The stranger is finally upon you. He has a hot deli sandwich in one hand and a soda drink in the other. As you accept this precious and most needed gift he smiles and says, "you look like you can use a friend." Both of you talk for ten minutes and then he left.

If only the stranger no more could have known how precious the gift, how wonderful the company, even if it was for a short while. This reminded you that there are good people in this world. There are angels here on earth that are looking after us.

So kind was the stranger no more. As the days and months passed you finally found a shelter. Then came the job and a comfortable apartment. You will never forget that day that someone thought of you. It reminds you that no small act of kindness is a waste of time or absurd.

It was then that you saw that kid on the street, huddled in a cubby hole on the sidewalk. It was then that you thought of the stranger no more and decide to pay it forward.

(Emphasis): This world can be harsh and we need to look out for one another

By: Jim Poppell


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