poor man

Thoughts - Ideas - Philosophy
Today as I was leaving work, I saw a man walking. He was holding onto a gate to keep his balance, he would walk a few steps and almost stumble forward, but catch himself. He was a very thin and frail looking man, looked to be in his late 40's. After passing him, I saw him stop for a moment and he seemed to bend over and throw up. He seemed to a man on his last leg, and I started wondering..."at what point do you help a lone man, a stranger?" At that point you can go in so many directions with that question. Then you ask yourself, if I help him, do I help everyother person? At what cost to yourself to help someone? Where does it stop? I have to ponder this one for a while.