Streets of Home

So walk the streets of the lonely with no bed to lay your brow Push along the cart you call home of the fate you disavow

   

 

Feeling the day as it passes

to memory from the now

Finds my wonder of lifes spaces

 sweeping the sweat from my brow

 

So as the day now spins along

reckless and out of control

No hand upon the tiller's wheel

with no aim in life or goal

 

Cast to a life of drudgery

 full to the rim with despair

Life seems too close to misery

lost souls live everywhere

 

The roadside vendors give respite

to the holes in their worn shoes

As all go running on and on

playing life unto the blues

 

The sound from the touting vendors

carole "Save your soul" and more

Learn to tolerate the preaching

 take your soup as if a chore

 

Not surprised to hear their answer

when they're asked which they prefer

Would you rather have all wisdom

or be an entrepreneur

 

Knowledge is said the enemy

of the working common man

 Slave, toil and suffer to the sound

of a life without a plan

 

Now walk the streets of the lonely

with no bed to lay your brow

Push along the cart you call home

of the fate you disavow

 

For that is all that's left of you

to hang your dignity on

You've lost the hopes of any dreams

your family is all gone

 

Pride now carried upon the wind

everything has a price and fee

Won't someone smile, hold out a hand

to share salvation with me

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Author's Note

Who can say with any certainty that one day this will not be their own fate? "There but for the grace of God go I". These people had hopes dreams children families. Who cares why they have fallen down? It is the duty of humanity to lift them to their feet. In this era of globalization we have taken a step backwards in civility. Gone are the days of pensions and compassion. Crushed under the jackboots of the giant corporations that don't believe in humanity at all. Corporate profit is all that matters to the world now. All are made to be thrown out none are saved or even repaired. Our politicians are as corrupt as ever selling our birthrights to the highest bidder and leaving the old and infirm along the side of the road. Greatest place in the world? The day will come when we are given the choice to end our days through euthanasia. Rather than to live as an outcast to the society that no longer values us. Welcome to the 21st century. Everything we hear is an opinion not a fact. Everything we see is a perspective not a truth. Many have been convicted on an opinion of a perspective.

Reviews

[Mary C]

Goodness, and with respect, you have terrible taste in music :-) The poem, however, is wonderful

[Tate Morgan]

hahaha thanks that made me laugh

[Bright Ocean Star]

Tate, this is incredibly beautiful and touching. Thank you for another incredible poem....and I love the matching song that goes with it. Very nice, my friend.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you very much I appreciate that

[A. Amos]

Tate this is epic and filled with emotions and feelings, you wrote brutal honesty and I believe world need more writers like you. Your Author's note is pure awareness you trying to spread, it might hurt some while reading; but it's nothing but truth...Respect!
Love Ronnie Milsap...

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I truly did lay the pain into it So that the world might feel and in so doing empathize with another.Years ago as i was watching princess Diana walk round Buckingham Palace doing an interview with Mother Theresa .mother Theresa told Diana she could house all the homeless in Buckingham if she would but open the doors.Just then they walked up to a homeless man sitting in the street. Mother Therasa set down beside him held his hand and comforted him He looked at her through tears and said"You are the first person to touch me in over 15 yrs Thank you. I never forgot that moment and if My writing spurs someone to show compassion for a less fortuned soul then so be it.Thank you

[A. Amos]

Tate this was one of the best I have read from your work, the reason because you wrote for a purpose and this work shows that you're not only a poet but a great human being and I respect you for that. As writers all we can do is bring awareness in people mind and make them kind to others and you did marvelous job my friend. Mother Theresa was a beautiful soul and if we can just adopt one lonely soul, we did our job of being alive in this world. You're most welcome and pleasure and honor is all mine...

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I have a few like this One called They dont make those men anymore and peaches
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
As much or more would we ourselves complain

[Tate Morgan]

I have always been fortunate to be able to see past the pain in anothers eyes to see the child behind that woman

[melissa]

Amazing poem tate i want to read more

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you feel free to peruse them at leisure

[RichGee]

Truth and empathy in this write...
The poetry itself is flawless and rhythmic
But it's content and message is even more captivating.
You are very talented my friend.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Rich I am glad you liked it.It is a sad state of events that led me to write it .

[RichGee]

Thank you for sharing this.

[Tate Morgan]

You are welcome thank you

[Dane Osborne]

The Machine People have bought out the factory.
The only gift the Machine People have is that they can turn roses into weeds.
I can see a growth in your words, Tate. You have evolved much since last I stopped by.
Well done.

[Tate Morgan]

Dane You areas learned as you are astute. I thank you for that admonition of my abilities. Perhaps i shall grow a bit in my old age that would be a good idea i have had the heart of a child for so long it might be time to grow up

[Dane Osborne]

I would advise you not to. As children make more sense than adults ever really do. I have always believed that the creative adult is the child who survived. It's always a pleasure, Tate.

[Tate Morgan]

I have to agree with you . When a child smiles at you there is never an arterial motive It is genuine like gold

[KWP]

Hey Tate, I like this poem very much and you are obviously a seasoned writer - in all honesty though something tells me that it is unfinished and you can go deeper within the layers. Just a feeling I got, i mean it was lovely and melodious, flowing and with rhythm and rhymes and it was a beautiful topic, i just could not feel the desperation/acceptance as much as I would have liked. I feel it kinda bounced around a lot but refused to really swim in the murky waters. Anyways just my wee thoughts that you can ponder or leave xxx LOVE

[Tate Morgan]

No actually It was about as deep as i can go. I did what i could with the subject

[KWP]

:-) I always have loved the saying 'an artists work is never done' - you are a very accomplished writer and if you are happy with the final then that is all that matters ... Have a wonderful day x x

Would love to get your thoughts on some of my poetry ;-)

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you I am out of town of ,ate will let you know when i get back

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I really like this one, Tate! A voice of truth, a taste of real empathy. Awesome piece :)

[Tate Morgan]

lynn how great to hear from you dear thank u

[paddy d daly]

There but for the grace of god go I, so true, the majority live closer to the edge than they realize, one small push from the wrong direction and over you go, so few among billions rule so many.....

[Tate Morgan]

thank you paddy how true it is

[ron s king]

This write captures the very soul of those disadvantaged and leave a deep impression. The poem embodies universal strife and despair. In a way, we poets fully understand life, looking up at those above us and that makes us giants in that we are a happy band who only need a sense of creativity. We are so lucky! A great write is this one, Tate...

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Ron I know we both see these people all the time and I for one have to wonder whose mother is this whose father whose brother?