Enough is Enough

Enough is Enough I watched him make his way through the uncomfortable crowd. None, failing to acknowledge his presence, wether they made it apparent or not. This being not an easy task, for his voice may have only been asking for their spare cents, but his entire being was screaming for their senses to call attention to his misfortune. His odor reached me before he did and tickled my nose, but I fought to react, …

…somewhere safe in a computer, than reduce that amount and have that money work for the better of the world. When will we realize that there is enough food, enough money, enough everything for everyone to share and prosper? My encounter with this homeless man on the train brought to light how our global problem of poverty can be healed. Just as I became conscious of my mistake, so should there be a global consciousness.