也許，彌敦道從不屬於他。
金舖藥房林立，他一間也沒去過。
毒癮發作時，他不想被看見。
晚上到街上行乞，以兩隻腳尖向前爬。
輪胎滑在馬路路緣，他倒在地上。
他起來也來不及，卻連忙向後來的車輛鞠躬。
也許，香港已不屬於他，
但，他是我的香港。
Saw this poor man this evening in one of the busiest streets in Hong Kong tonight. Sitting on a worn out wheelchair barefooted, he used his toes to crawl to his place for money-begging. He felt down when his wheelchair got stuck on the curb, a car behind him stopped in time. He didn’t get up but instead bowed to the driver for apology.