He walks the roadslost and alonein the concrete junglecaught betweenloneliness and fearin isolation Passerbys circle around himnot seeing or ignoringnot knowing he is lovedby a parenta childa friend He is one of manythe invisiblesseen, but unseenstruggling to survivecast outbut never forgotten There are thosewho would help himif only he’d allow itunleashingstubbornness, perhaps pridebut he walksContinue reading “Lost and Alone”