I am collecting my sister from work, she works in the city centre. So there I am driving down Thomas Street, when I see them. 2 young guys, who when you look closer are badly groomed, with greasy skin and vacant eyes.. they look lost and I want to cry, when I see that much pain and desperation, it reaches inside me. I don’t know what is going on in there lives but it isn’t good.
And some people would say that I have it hard, but I think that I am one of the luck ones, I have great family and friends, a good job, I am reasonable looking… So what if I can’t walk all the time or that I used to have a dodgy bladder, now I have Peace isn’t that what we are all looking for??