poor lost souls lined up like zombies in our streets

It’s a really a sad state of affairs: people lined up in the streets like zombies, invading our neighborhoods, displaced…displaying their addictions for all to see. You’ve seen them huddled on your sidewalks and in your doorways–you try to walk by and pretend they’re not there, so focused on their mind-numbing addictions, they tune out and disrespect all else. On one level, you pity them, on the other, you despise them for all they represent and have done, and wish you didn’t have to be subjected to it every time you leave your door. “Don’t I have the right to live here without such squalor?” you ask yourself daily.