Humility

Something happened the other day
A homeless man died in a doorway
Sleeping in temperatures of a minus
Struggling to survive the winter
People putting posts on Facebook
About how they were sad and distraught 
But where was you with the warmth and broath for him
Did you open your door and try to take him in
He was alone with the wind and chill against him
No blanket or kindness from yourself
But your mourning like you tried to help with your wealth 
What would you do if you lost everything with a slight twist of hand 
And you were in a door way like that poor man