What Did You Do? Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Why didn't you help out? There was plenty of food to fill
your stomach, kindness of strangers, firefighters, rescue
workers were there to meet and greet you.

Why didn't you come up out of your poverty to reach out
and help others less fortunate than you right now?

What kept you from joining the rescue - where were you -
what did you do for fellow Americans?

Why didn't you step up on the curb and become part of the
rescue - it affected all of us - why did you just look from
alcohol-stained eyes?

Have you receded that far from the population - society -
people?

Where are you now? Still sleeping amongst your selfishness?
What of your family? Can you still isolate yourself after
seeing this horrendous catastrophe before you?

If so, why are you here in America, when you could be leading
a life in another country where no one cares - where people
like you, who have no consideration, and think people have no
value.

You're still here - could it be that you feel the caring of
others and want some of it too?

(11: 43 a.m. - 9/11/02)
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