Poem -
The Old Disabled And Lonely
- This Is not the world I grew up In, my generationĀ didn't leave people In Hospital corridors waiting to be treated because the lack funding
- We didn't have food bank or leave people to die on the streets, terrorist killing Inecent people with there guns and there bombs In name of religionĀ
- I've have lived a life on the streets, to feel the loneliness a sense of no longer belonging, being passed In the street as if I'm not even there. It Is we who are destroying our world with our greed for wealth, and own self Importants
- But with strength and will power, I fought my way back Into society If asked for advice, I simply say,Ā live your life to the fullĀ respect others who ever they are, take nothing for granted for life Is to short And never forget the old, disabled and lonely.
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