Unkind Architecture

It hurts to walk along the streets of large cities to find homeless people sleeping on uncomfortable benches which were made to make their lives even harder. I have been on the verge of poverty and I know too well just how unnerving and depressing having no money makes one feel. You look around and watch people go about their daily activities and wonder if you told them your problems they would spare a dollar for you. At wits ends you call up a few friends to help you out. At least you have some people to call.

Now imagine just how much harder it is for homeless people to survive without people they call on. I did not get to the point of homelessness but being between a rock and a hard place was depressing. Even on my comfortable bed, I could not get a wink of sleep. If this is how it felt, then a homeless person without a roof over their head is having it worse. Nobody wants to be homeless. Trust me! There is nothing dignifying about it. Then why do we walk along these streets and do not question unkind architecture?

We need to stop these kinds of designs that make it even harder for the homeless people to survive. No, unkind architecture does not make homeless get off the streets. It just removes the homeless people from our sight. Homelessness is an indication that some systems in the government have failed and the victims should not receive punishment for such occurrences. Next time you see such designs being implemented in your hometown speak against them and ask for better ways to improve the lives of the homeless such as creating better jobs. 

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