As I walked through the corridor
My gait brisk as usual
I overtook a man,
smartly dressed carrying
a walking cane.
By a quick glance across
I knew he was, visually handicapped.
Just momentarily I froze,
Thoughts raced my mind
Should I lend a hand,
I glanced once again.
He gave a bemused smile
And uttered, "Good Day!"
And moved on without
Giving another look.
Copyright ©2006 Mohamed Hilmy
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