Las Vegas

[J. K. Langham]

We passed a middle-aged woman sitting on a curb downtown, hunched over her bible; she rocked back and forth as she read the scriptures loudly to herself.

The woman was oblivious of everyone and everything around her.

As we walked by, her musty clothes wrapped the smell of the homeless around us; we hurried by.

On the Strip, a man lay motionless under some shrubs, we slowed down, "Is he breathing?"

"He's probably just passed out  drunk, or on drugs," we hurried by.

'Don't get involved, you can't help them all, it's none of our business, hurry by."

[Judy Thompson]

Sad, JK, but very true.  And even more true, a lot of people get hurt by trying to help someone who is only pretending to be homeless.  It makes us cynical, and careful, and thats the saddest thing of all.  

Ncely delineated. Thank you.  '

 

The smell of the homeless", what a perfect phrase...