The Invisible People

cbb16253b8600bcfa18f701700f9b1e7The outcasts of society, their presence alone screams, “I am here!” They are a tear in the fabric of the curtain that is the willful ignorance of the affluent or even comfortable, letting in the sounds and smells of the outside world, the reality we would rather ignore.
Rationalize how you will, say their lot is deserved or earned, but you cannot erase their haunted eyes, windows of desperation, from your mind as you lie sleepless in your soft bed. Deep down, you know that your power is a farce, your game of life is illusory. You know that, in the absence of the arbitrary values assigned to each move and each rule, apart from your role as a pawn on the board, they are more worthy than you.

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