One Number Away

Thought no one wanted to be my friend.
In fact, the only sign of kindness toward me
was the people who supported our charity.
Yes, even the bus drivers became enemies
as they witnessed me load the bus carrying
huge bags of clothing as full of heavy blankets.
They also assumed that I did not hold any fear
and they rushed me to pay.
Screams and cries of strangers filled the air
as all I could do was slay the insults in spirit.
Up the street was a Publix.
I did purchase a $2 lottery ticket,
which had all ten numbers except one,
the number 8.
You should have seen the look upon my face.
I was a homeless person and helpless as some
may say and in need of housing,
yet I was only one number away from $300,000.