In freezing cold and scotching heat, I saw more and more fellow humans of all colors, ages, and creed sleeping days and nights under the concrete bridges of the apathetic worlds. I saw more and more of them with one similarity or singularity – poverty, destitution, mental health, hunger, rejection, neglect, hardship, abandonment, vulnerability, pity, or misery – in a world wealthier or scientifically and technically superior than ever before. What went wrong with our humanity? How did we become so disengaged, disconnected, disassociated to one another or apthetic to the plight of fellow humans? Where is our humanity or the promise or social contract, moral code, our patriotism, or chant that all humans are created equal? What about the vow to feed the hungry, shelter the homeless, and cloth the naked or retch? As we lavish in our plentifulness and wastefulness, the least amongst us live under the basement of the earth. PIZ. These humans in our streets begging for crumps were once in the belly of a woman like us – born to a man called father. At birth and early childhood like any other kid in any other home, there was celebrations of birth, happy birthdays, and all the hopes of the world that every parent has for their child. What went wrong, a broken home, a divorce, abuse, neglect, or poverty? Did the child came of age in a society structured and institutionized against it worth of being, wealth of beina. and well beina? Do Better. Al PHIL. 090122