Your Life’s Journey

©Lozan Yamolky

Unless the city sidewalk

has even once, been your bed,

try not to condemn the homeless.


Unless you lived countless days

and countless nights

sad beyond words,

try not to pass judgement on those

battling depression.


Unless you have been betrayed 

by a person you trusted,

try not to be too quick to criticize 

those who have difficulty trusting.


Unless you have felt

the deep anguish of a woman

terminating her pregnancy,

try not to hatefully question

a woman’s right to choose.


Unless you have been displaced

in search of a new life,

in a foreign land,

try not to scorn a refugee.


Unless you have been ill

to the point of finding it difficult

caring for yourself,

try not to judge those living

in messy homes.


If you have never had to choose

between dressing well;

feeding your hungry stomach;

buying your medication;

pay your utility bills;

or keeping a roof over your head,

try not to be condescending to those

who looking poor.


My heart aches seeking freedom.


My spirit loves living life.


My crying voice sings beautiful songs.


My arms spread wide, seeking peace.



Reach out for me,

I am everywhere.


I am the needy

you just passed by.


I am the one

you just avoided making eye contact with.


Talk to me.

Do not fear me.

Come close to me.

Do not turn your back on me;

I am here

because I am a part

of your life’s journey.



©Lozan Yamolky
I’m No Hero
Published in 2016 by Silver Bow Publishing
Photo by: Helene Levasseur





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