A Gaze Through My Reality-scope

Why

A small face covered in dirt,

wearing a ripped up shirt,

all alone in the world with no one,

this kid's life obviously hasn't been fun,

her voice piercing through the air,

screaming and yet still unheard because no one's there,

and no one would even care,

hurting and in pain, yet people only stare,

and pass right on by,

such tragedies exist, why?

A man on the street,

no money, not even shoes on his feet,

he can't find a job,

after all who'd hire such a slob,

cold and all alone, he can't cry anymore,

all his tears were used up and people just decide to ignore,

him and don't even say "Hi",

such tragedies exist, why?

Are we only concerned about our own sake,

or the amount of effort it would take,

to lend a helping hand,

to spread some hope across the land,

Poverty, homelessness, children with a perpetually black eye,

such tragedies happen...why?

Because we allow it to,

I allow it too,

instead of asking why,

a change needs to be made starting with me, myself and I.