A Burning Question

Each is given the name of “wine-o.”
But who knows what tragedy lies
Behind each miserable life-style
As they gaze with vacant eyes?

Would a friendly word possibly help?
Or would that be met with abuse?
Would some “loose change” buy something to eat?
Or would it be spent on some more “juice”?

The answer is so hard to find,
To solve it is ever on one’s mind:
Should one be “cruel to be kind?”
And walk by, head down, eyes “blind”?