Under The Shade Of a Coolibah Tree

You see them sleeping on park benches, underneath a tree or even in the 5:00 shadow of a local Church. You stare, it's only natural to be curious. You point, it's just rude. You judge, but you don't know. You have no idea what has happened in their lives, only they do. You call them names: alcoholic, drug addict, gambler, loser. The list goes on and on.

So let them be.If you were in their position, would you like it if you were just trying to sleep and people pointed at you? Yelled at you? Threw you judgemental glares constantly? I don't think so.

You might have your theories about why they're in that position, but you have no proof. Move on with your life, let them move on with theirs.