“Bert” came into our lives his senior year in high school, after a torturous journey through adolescence and a broken home. He now attends a small college in northern Ohio – and he had the following experience yesterday. He gave his permission for me to share it with all of you. (I made slight editing changes to make it acceptable for this forum and to hide the exact location.)
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\nToday, I lost my faith in humanity.<\/p>\n
Seriously. What is wrong with you #$^@*^#%@ people? Today, I was walking home, and found a dead man on the street.<\/p>\n
A dead man.<\/p>\n
A &*#^$*^##$*^ DEAD GUY – SHOT FIVE TIMES – FIVE! and left to lie on the sidewalk of a highway overpass. Rigor mortis and mottling had already set in, considering the man was lying in a pool of his own blood.<\/p>\n
He appeared to be about 50-60 years old – a homeless man, gutshot on the sidewalk. When I bent over to check his vitals, I noticed about 10 cars drive past me. Not a single person stopped. Not a single person called 911. He’d been there for hours, apparently.<\/p>\n
What is wrong with the world? How can you just not care THAT MUCH? I waited about 10 minutes for an ambulance, had the police ask me questions, and everybody just had an air of indifference about them. It was disgusting.<\/p>\n
The man had no family – no ID – no way of knowing who he was. Just another unfortunate homeless man, I assume. There was something almost frighteningly beautiful about attending the “funeral” of a man with no name, waiting next to his body in the autumn chill. The epitome of macabre.<\/p>\n
Please remember that your lives aren’t the most important thing in the universe. Other people are just as worthwhile as you are. Please remember, before it’s too late.<\/p>\n
Before we have another empty funeral.<\/p>\n
Before there’s another man with no name. <\/p>\n
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“The natural man is an enemy to God.” I am SO proud of you, son, for being the peculiar young man you are. When I see what you have overcome, I re-discover my faith in humanity. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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