the man.. (part 2)

saw the man again today..
on my way home..
this time..
i understood more..
he reali was telling a tale without words..
all i heard from him were screams..
and shouts..
no words..
i dunno if he's dumb..
maybe he aint..
but deres smth he sure isnt..
he's not sane..
he kept screaming at the passing vehicles..
randomly..
it was dark at the bus stop..
so i cldnt see his face properly..
i dint know why..
i dint understand his actions..
he's still sitting at the same place..
every day..
most probably every time..
his screams frightened me..
full of anger and hatred..
i was de only one at the bus stop..
so now i realised...
my anger was unbased..
my judgement was unjust..
becos i dint know..
wat caused him to be dis way..
i wish i cld apologise..
but i doubt he'd understand me..
since he's living in a darker world den mine..
dis time i cldnt cry..
i cldnt feel pitiful towards him..
becos den again..
he mite not wan to be pitied..
he did not ask for sympathy..
maybe.. all he wanted..
was for others to leave him alone..
to stop staring at him..
to stop making fun of his poverty..
he did not ask to be joked at..
he doesnt need pitiful looks..
all he wanted cld be to be at peace..
away from others..
dis is again..
juz my other judgement..
i cant do anything anyway..
juz to leave him alone..
tts all..