Poem -
HE
He wanders this city on his own and alone
It's night time when he starts to moan and groan
No one listens to what he has to say
No time for people like him and go on their way
He looks for an alleyway for somewhere to rest
Having something to eat is proving a difficult test
No one pays any attention to this man
Who gets through life like only he can
He is just another one of life's forgotten and ignored
No longer loved and no longer adored
There for the grace of God go I
A tale so tragic that it makes you cry
Comments
Having been homeless several points across my lifetime, I can really appreciate the sentiment. Sadly, I am not a millionaire and live in a boarding house so I can't help others who I see living as I was. All I can do is show them dignified respect and pray they have better days.