The homeless only know one volume….LOUD…..LOUD…..LOUD…

In the streets….the shelters….the drop-in centers…the soup lines….the church basements….McDonald’s….subway stations…public restrooms….a loudness prevails in every action….on every block….

And now I…once meek…I scream….yell….talk in decibels and octaves never thought possible to achieve…

Manhattan has become a giant baby’s playpen with all of us screaming for a parent’s hand…to be fed….changed…..cleansed….

Come-on de Blasio….we’re counting on you….Lift the needy….the sick….the cons….the criminals…the junkies….the K2 casualties…..the drunks….the financially devestated…..Pick us up…. teach us to walk….

But….do not….do not place a passifier in the mouths of babes….

That’s been tried before….