“Please help me Ma” A woman cried.

I looked at her & my eyes widened with surprise

Lying in her arms was a thin sick child

Whose eyes sunk deep in their sockets and just may die

“Please help me Ma” The woman cried again

I was too filled with pity to turn away

I dug into my purse to give them the help they craved

But Alas! It was empty except for change

I knew pretty well that change wouldn’t do

I knew the child could have his last breath before noon

So I sat there in traffic pondering on what to do

Should I drive on like the others would?

Tears filled her eyes as she held her child so dear

A toddler in pain too much to bear

So I let them into my car and head to a hospital near

But lo and behold! She brought out a gun and pointed it to my head!