you and me are we

Pass us on the street and look away
New generation has two options: rich or poor
The middle no longer exists

Pass us on the subway
We are dirty and tired
We are clean and jaded
Our choices are few

You pass us
You pass us by
You pass us by without a worry, without shame, because we're not your responsibility

Shame on you
Shame on those before us who pass us, who pass by, don't look around themselves and see what they're doing

There are those who refuse to realize they are leaving us behind in the streets, alone