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

[Mockingbird]

as always your poem imparts wisdom and elucidation. raw and gritty you portray the reality of the common man in today's society. thank you.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Yes i make no apologies for the truth here It is a sad tale of woe

[Giggling Star]

Extremely well thought out Tate. Working for a non-profit in my home town made me realize that we are all only one medical disaster from being homeless. We've seen it time and again, through no fault of their own our clients have found themselves hungry and homeless because of one illness or accident. God loves them as much as he loves you and I ... they are people with feeling too.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you i am sorry this took a while i have been to dinner for my anniversary. thank you for the thoughts Nice to meet you I am Tate

[Giggling Star]

No problem ... happy Anniversary!

[Shirlena]

I agree with you author's notes and your poem is sobering. I always tell myself when I see someone down and out are destitute it could and unfortunately it shouldn't be he case. We have too much surplus in this nation buying things we will never use, what we don't need. Your words so eloquently said should hurt us all. I know it does me.

[Tate Morgan]

Thank you Shirena So nice of you to stop over I agree we wish for things not needed

[Marie]

Are there any real truths? Everything has to be seen from a perspective.And there are people who choose life on the streets rather than shelter offered to them. People who want to climbup should be helped. But many people want to stay at the bottom. And that's my perspective.

[Tate Morgan]

Well Marie i can always count on you for the other side of the coin thank you

[Vidya Bacchus]

I t seems as if people now are content to bury their heads in the sand so they will ignore the poverty and hopelessness that is ever present in today's world .

[Tate Morgan]

We are all passengers on this ride to hell. I hope in the end I see a change in society However the corporations have beaten people down and taken their basic dignity from them .Thank you

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome.

[Dayran]

A stirring look at the homeless ... and our social conscience in these times. Nice.

[Tate Morgan]

Sri I went through Detroit the other day and was taken aback at how bad it has gotten it is the wild west again out there Thank you

[Coyote Poetry]

Most folks are blinded to the homeless. Here in Michigan. Many shelters to protect them from the cold. I have talked to a few homeless and your words are true. Many reasons to give up. Few to get up and renew a life. Thank you for the reminder of the many homeless, desperate and hungry people in our world. Thank you for sharing the powerful poetry.
Coyote

[Tate Morgan]

Coyote it is with a sad heart i have to agree .The shelters overflow with the broken hearted of our society. Crushed under thew weight of the corporations

[Mark]

Well constructed and a theme that talks to me. In this day and age, we have these mega-institutions with far too much power in both business and government. Community is the answer, we need to somehow return to the power of neighbors. Returning to how it used to be may be mostly impossible, and certainly in the case of privilege and bigotry, unwanted. However, the sense that we are here to help each other, to help out our neighbors is how we can solve much of the problems in today's world. Thanks for the thought provoking work here.

[Tate Morgan]

Mark thank you I couldnt agree more and it is why i value the little town i live in so much .I know my neighbors and i think community is the answer as well

[Leslie Philibert]

Noble emotions from a well liked poet. Like the picture, great artwork.

[Tate Morgan]

Leslie You are a well liked man Thank you

[Raymond Federle]

altogether a wonderful poem...well done my friend! :)

[Tate Morgan]

Ray nice to meet you Thank you very much