You ever been hungry? Not just hungry and grab a bite to eat. But hungry with nothing to eat and no way of knowing where your next meal is coming from. If it is. I haven’t. I would be willing to bet most of you haven’t either.
As I wrote in yesterday’s post the whole issue of sleeping rough, homelessness and lack of life’s necessities, has come home to roost.
I didn’t sleep that well last night. Not after seeing the state of the young man and hearing stories about the plight of our homeless here in our own home town. Here I was, safe, snug and warm, with a full belly. And he was on the streets because he felt safer there.
My friend had a phone call this morning to thank us for last night’s food delivery. They had enough food to feed 38 people and extra left over to give out food packages the next day. Everyone has to leave in the mornings. That boiled egg or tin of tuna may be the only food they will have in the next day or two.
We were so happy to hear that the young man was given a bed for the night in the shelter where we left the food. He was so grateful for a full belly, a safe and warm place to sleep. A place where he can sleep in peace without fear of being beaten up, abused or raped. Well known to the shelter, he has been sleeping rough for ten years following a work injury which has left him with a permanent disability, in severe pain. Some nights he is unable to reach the shelter in time as walking is slow and painful. And no one will stop to give him a lift. His is a sad story of a man who wants to work and lead a comfortable life but the system is set up so it conspires against this.
In addition to the food, we left three personal care kits.
The staff were thrilled to receive them. There is enough items in each pack to support 8 people.
This is but a peek into the world of homelessness. It has been sobering. So many in need. A minefield of unbelievable red tape getting in the way of simply helping and supporting those in need. So much greed and avarice. So much lack of awareness and understanding.
So much wasted food! A simple request to a few supermarkets for donations at the end of the day for goods being discarded has been met with a cold NO. One supermarket manager even said in future he would instruct his staff not to do mark downs. They are to discard the food. Where is the compassion? Where is the respect and support for another in need?
I don’t understand this kind of political correctness mentality and dehumanising attitude. It is not the kind of world I want to live in.
Project Homeless Dudes has begun. We hope others will join us.
© Raili Tanska
Steps for Peace