The Homeless... I am their equal, through and through. What saddens me most is the collective’s inhumanity. I weep at our longstanding indifference, at our imagining that the homeless truly need anything other than shelter and food. I will tell the homeless nothing that they have not already garnered from their own experience, but that I care deeply for them. I will strive to feed them and do my best to help them in any way, if they so desire. I will not tell them anything more than I Love them and that I see them. They are hungry, so I will do my best to fill their stomachs with food. I will nourish their hearts by expressing Love for them as a brother, as an equal. Peace and Love © 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime