It's easy to walk past the homeless, to disregard the guy lying on the street or ignore the woman standing at an intersection holding a handwritten sign with a plea for help. It's harder to look away when you've seen their eyes. Look past lines drawn by hard living or the still-soft skin of someone young but struggling to break the cycle of dependency or abuse. Their eyes hint at lost promise or offer a glimmer of hope. Today, America is facing a lost generation at homelessness and poverty........paradise was lost, but salvation's been free...