23 Mar



I’ve recently made an attempt
To befriend random folks
A smile, a wave, a “Hello” and
Some chat-chat tried to coax

My findings were quite disappointing
Most were much too guarded
They were too busy and my efforts
Were quickly discarded

Many looks of suspicion
And much fear did I sense
My friendly and warm smile was
Met with a look quite tense

Very few humans are open
To meeting new people
Whether it’s the street, bus stop
Or under a church steeple

Why is everyone afraid
And always thinks the worst?
Why must people be hounded
Begged, pestered and coerced?

To be honest it makes me sad
To think about how shy
Defensive, cautious and averse
So many are to “Hi”

To put it into perspective
I wrote a poem filled
With inspiration and kind words
To help someone’s strength build

I tried to give this note away
But everyone responded:
“No thanks” as they hurried off
Each one of them absconded

I stood there staring at the note
And chuckled to myself
All their preconceived notions
To protect their own health

All their worry and caution
Had denied them a chance
To have their spirit boosted and
Their attitude enchanced

Because they thought I wanted something
Or was selling God
They thought to be that friendly and
Selfless was much too odd

I crumpled up the note and threw it
Right into the trash
I guess the only paper people
Take is cold, hard cash

Thank God for the internet
Where people stop and read
Where preconceived notions do not
Obstruct every good deed


9 Responses to “Strangers”

  1. iamforchange March 23, 2013 at 10:37 am #

    Nicely written and conveyed! Loved it! 🙂

  2. Sue Dreamwalker March 23, 2013 at 10:46 am #

    You know Miro people have become dis-trusting of each other,

    On my walks I often say Hi and smile and try to pass the time of day
    But people head down frown, and scurry away..

    I havent given up on people… I will keep trying…. but you are right here at WP at least there are those who stop by and take time to look and listen..

    Have a great weekend and thank you for all you do in the ways you do it.. We may be strangers, but we are spiritual warriors walking a similar path.
    never doubt the impact you have on the few.. and should just one person stop and re-evaluate their thinking and alter their ways.. then you have completed your mission..

    Sue xox

  3. johncoyote March 23, 2013 at 11:11 am #

    Hard to find a good real discussion. Days of a chess game and a long conversation is in the past. I miss those day. I agree with your thoughts. It is sad we forgot how to be friendly and open doors to communication.

  4. mountainmae March 23, 2013 at 11:12 am #

    I wonder if the reaction is “strangers” is regional? Here I smile and/or talk with strangers all the time- check-out people, while standing in line, even walking down the street. N0, I am not young and pretty. Share a smile- it is free.

  5. poeticjourney March 23, 2013 at 11:33 am #

    Love the poem,when I smile or say hey 8 out of 10 times I get it back. I don’t know if its a southern thing. But it dies break my heart when people just don’t have it in them to respond back for whatever reason. God Bless

  6. Daphne Ogyen March 23, 2013 at 2:16 pm #

    i found this to be true in most of America, not the majority of other countries I’ve lived… latin cultures are very different, indian as well.

  7. dontchawannadream March 24, 2013 at 5:36 pm #

    True… Love smiling at people/strangers to see their reaction.

  8. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words March 24, 2013 at 11:49 pm #

    being from the South, we never meet a stranger….
    I share smiles and hellos, even conversations with people in line at the grocery store…
    I usually always get a response, sometimes not a favorable one,
    but then I just tell then to have a great day…
    I like the poem…
    and the conversation…..
    Take Care…

  9. Da Absentee April 11, 2013 at 7:06 pm #

    Well i have to admit. I am one of those people who sometimes are guarded. I think i am outgoing but i dont think i come off as friendly. So i dont get a lit of “hi’s”. Even if i am not in the mood i attempt to be polite. I have no defense. But i always attempt to be the optimist. Even tho i clearly know the negative all to well.


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