Tuesday, January 16, 2007

All these -less

Homeless. A homeless man should never be homeless in his own town. Still, there are people living in their town, without having more than a box, a step, or a sidewalk to sleep on. It's frightening. They're just like you and me. They had a life. Noone is born homeless. But here they are. All alone. When did they lose it? How? Why?

Rootless. Some people do have a home. But they don't have a root. And they keep on living in their town, without their roots. Noone is born rootless. When did it happen? How did they lose it? The root. Who broke it? Who'll fix it?

Weariness. Some people have a home, and a root, but they're bored. They're sick of the days. They're sick of the nights. They live in their town, doing the things they always do. But they lost the joy of why they're doing it. Noone is born being weary. When did it happen? What caused it?

Hopeless. There is no such thing. One should never lose hope. Nothing is hopeless. The day you lose hope, you lose it all. You can lose a home, a root, the excitement, but don't lose hope.

MzI

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