My Dad stayed in his neighborhood, <br />Because he felt liked and safe there, <br />That people around him were good, <br />And willing to help and to care. <br />Dad was trying to cross the street, <br />And was struck by a hit and run. <br />The collision was filmed complete, <br />Showing Dad was down, and no one <br />Approached to try to offer aid. <br />People and cars kept on their way. <br />Were they all that cold or afraid? <br />Did Dad just not matter that day? <br /> <br />People saw him and just passed by, <br />Watching a helpless old man die.<br /><br />Ima Ryma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/painful-picture/
