Karma’s a Bitch: A Poem

I saw a child living in squalor so I gave her a dollar. . I saw a homeless woman, barely alive so I gave her a five. . I met a poor old man whose health wasn’t good I told him that I “understood”. . When evil fortune took people unawares, I tried to repel […]

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Why I Cannot Help You

If I help you, we’ll develop an emotional bond and then you’ll hurt me like all the others. If I try to help you and fail, it will devastate my self-esteem. If I help you, I’ll feel obligated to help those who see me help you, for fairness sake; then, I’ll have to help the […]

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