Passing By – poem by Jorge Castillo

Going back home I saw a driver in trouble

Parked at the side of the road

And I did not stop to make my hair if I can help.

Then I told myself

He already

Then I told myself

He already called someone 

somebody else will help 

why I need to justify my passing by.

It is not my responsibility; why not?

I don’t know who he is; what difference does it make? 

Next time I will act differently 

And there it was another person in trouble 

and I passed by.

By Jorge Castillo (c) September 2015

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