taken in

is there innocence…the art of being unaware…how lucky…how lucky…

saw darkness…and light… never asked why…just took it in…all- in…

the whores…junkies…rapists…murderers…theives…the insane…drunks seeking another drink…never did they get enough…i took it all-in…

a shelter in Joplin where every night in the name of Jesus demons were cast-out…souls redeemed…and tongues spoken…a bunk and a blanket…i took it all in….

food given away in Vermont by a mad motorcycle chef dying of cancer…to feel human each  night under Italian lights and Bill Evans coming through on a mission to save you from despair…i took it all in…

to a merchant who wired money to a starved strung-out writer living in a Dodge…not a question was asked…no judgements made..he only said, What do you need?…i took it all in…

it was all taken in…and i am thankful…

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