The homeless reflection
A homeless man's experience
When I stare into the crowd
I feel a pain so low
The uselessness I carry
Keeps me away from the glow
Walking around just to keep
warm during the day.
People so hostile saying get out of my way.
As night time approaches, we huggle up in the cold.
In some damp subway making me feel so old.
Rats keep us company their noises fill the night.
Continuing for hours until the morning light.
Woken up forcefully and sent to another dreaded day.
Picking up my belongings and told to go on my way.
Hunger fills my soul with regrets from the past.
I really don't know how long I can last.
Carrying lifes possessions all in my hand
Walking around weirily until I can hardly stand.
One of these days I may find my way again.
Until that day arrives
my soul will feel pain.
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Hi Andy - your poem spells out the pain of being homeless. People are so selfish and only think of themselves. I've seen the way that they ignore homeless people, and it's so shameful. When I am out shopping, I always try and acknowledge homeless people and give them something. It doesn't hurt to show a little charity; anyone can become homeless!
What does it take to be a little more charitable and show goodwill!
Lyn
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Hi Lyn. Thank you so much for your kind words. I feel so much for these people. I can't imagine how awful and degrading it is for them. X