HOMELESSA Poem by ROSALINDI have been there done that .....
Sitting all alone on a dusty street
with nothing to eat all by myself. with no where to go, nor no bed to call my own. wet and windy damp all through. God help the homeless tonight? Sitting on a damp cold ground waiting for a pound. Strangers passing me by "please" Sir' can you spare some cash. Every person walks by with a pride full look, Why they don't give a toss. after all it not their mess No bed for tonight? until Fate arrives at my door. A kind lady with a kind face takes pity on me and offers me a five pound note. At least I have food tonight. that's comfort enough for me. © 2012 ROSALIND |
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