To the man with a sign, which reads “Homeless, please care,”
With a poor dog by his side in the cold, open air.
Although your eyes cast down, yet your soul still burns,
Cause you still have hope, for kindness, in your life to return.

To the girl with a smile, arms outstretched, for charity plea,
She believes in hope, though not all can see.
I see you standing in the crowd, with your purpose so clear,
Seeking compassion from hearts, willing them to care.

To the woman at the bin, searching for her next meal,
Your hunger is the kind of weight no one should ever feel. .
Your meals are discarded scraps, that's such a cruel disgrace,
Yet strength still lingers without fear on your face.

To the mother pacing, her heart in despair,
Your child is missing, your life now stripped bare.
I feel your...