Monday, May 19, 2008

Encounter

The girl saw him sitting there then laying down. The man was asking for someone to please buy him some coffee. He had the dollar. Would he really trust just anyone to go by him that coffee? To take that dollar and do what he asked. Trust just anyone and hope they won’t run off with the only cash he might of had? For a cup of coffee?


Was he lazy? Was he not capable to walk without tumbling over? Did the owners of the coffee shop not let him purchase that cup of coffee because he did not look good?If so why?


Why wouldn't he go for himself?


But why would he trust just anyone? Could it be the intense need to get something other than beer inside his aching stomach?


“come we can go together, it’s crossing this street”, the girl said to the man.
“no no…”, the man responded.
Was he afraid? Or just lazy. What was stopping him?
What was that girls motive for trying to help him? Why didn't she just go for him? Did she want to make him stand up and do it for himself? How did he end up this way? Whatever the reason, that man needed help.

But who can be helped if they don't want to be helped or accept that they need help?

That man was surrounded by many yet he was alone. Everyone went on with their lives not caring for anyone who lives in these conditions. A man stared at him, a woman, school kids stared.
That girl came up to him and she asked with a smile on her face, " Do you still want that cup of coffee?" She felt happy that she was going to do something for that man.
The man looks up at her and says," Do you have a dollar? So I can buy a beer."
That girl seemed so confused with the fact that just a while ago this man needed, wanted that cup of coffee. She didn't understand that mans change of drink. He was actually going to choose that beer over a cup of coffee.
She said she didn't have money with the most convincing face. To think, there were many more people passing by in cars or walking probably staring at those two talking. Possibly terrified or confused of why someone would talk to a stranger. But not just any stranger, a homeless and a drunk. That at some time wanted something other than beer in his stomach. Wanted a cup of coffee in which minutes later had changed his option to liquor.

2 comments:

amanda said...

I must say this is really good but what happens?

insertbackspace said...

thank you.
i will try to continue this.