The whole experience was very depressing for me and I could not help but think that contrary to popular belief that homeless people are immune to their problems and do not want to fix their lives, I witnessed something spectacular. The bond of brotherhood among most of the homeless was amazing and I can not describe it in words. Also, I now understand that been homeless is a tough ordeal to go through and these people are left with little choice except for the ultimate decision of committing suicide. Suicide risks are pretty high in the homeless due to constant depression, the constant oppression by the higher social classes, and finally due to the uncertainty of the directions of their lives. I felt trapped, hapless and unable to help myself even if I wanted to because all I could think about petty issues such as “Where will I sleep tonight?”, or “Will I get any dinner?” or that “I hope the place I found last night isn’t taken up by someone else tonight.” I caught myself stuck in a loop in these thoughts and I could not really think about anything else.Poverty and homelessness are two very big issues that our society is facing today. In these uncertain times one should never forget that climbing the social ladder is far difficult than falling down from it. Unfortunately, the capitalist idea of living has so overcome the socialist idea that people have stopped looking around them and have weakened under the lust of money, power and fame. Unconscious about the needs of the homeless and the poor, most of the rich and upper-middle class society has turned a blind eye to their needs. Although some of the above mentioned society does donate and some of the corporations understand their corporate social responsibilities, it is not enough.