Other Lives The life of this ugly man on the train Must mean at least as much as mine does. This mother hitting her son is hitting herself. By not giving money to this woman begging I am the one going hungry. To be human is to think these thoughts While at the same time saying to oneself, That man is ugly, it's none of my business, Why should I give this woman my money?
Other Lives
Other Lives
Other Lives
Other Lives The life of this ugly man on the train Must mean at least as much as mine does. This mother hitting her son is hitting herself. By not giving money to this woman begging I am the one going hungry. To be human is to think these thoughts While at the same time saying to oneself, That man is ugly, it's none of my business, Why should I give this woman my money?