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homeless

Contributed by humanity on Sunday, 24th June 2007 @ 03:54:40 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Homeless

No place to call my own, no where to have a home
I live in the streets, dirt and filth beneath my feet
Occasionally into the shelters I can stay
Where if I kiss their ***** they let me stay
I AM HOMELESS

There is no trust in the dark and dreary streets
For over my shoulder I am always looking
Ever afraid of what danger might be lurking
Just living is not an option for me, only survival is the key
I AM HOMELESS

Into the streets come the fakes and the phonies
Social, religious and do goodiers too, all shower me with false love
Forcing me to give in to all their causes
Never hearing or understanding my anguished pleas
I AM HOMELESS

Those who are in the know, say I don’t want to have a home
They say I like to roam and be free
That is not true, I do want a home and to be clean
To make a difference in a world so mean
I DO NOT WANT TO BE HOMELESS

But society is cruel, non-caring and elite
The world they have created, just can not be
Unless they make sure, they have people like me
In order to keep the world the way that it is, I cannot be freed
I MUST BE HOMELESS

Rev Andy 4/5/05







Copyright © humanity ... [ 2007-06-24 03:54:40]
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Re: homeless (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Sunday, 24th June 2007 @ 09:10:52 AM AEST
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A very sad write, hopefully the message is heard and the cries of the homeless are heard and people step up.

Michelle


Re: homeless (User Rating: 1 )
by Thespia on Sunday, 24th June 2007 @ 11:22:26 AM AEST
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Cool poem, youve outlined all the things that people usually ignore or choose not to notice. Ive known a couple of ppl who have lived on the streets for a while, and I know they would appritiate this poem. Thank you for sharing.


Re: homeless (User Rating: 1 )
by Cindy359 on Sunday, 27th June 2010 @ 04:25:25 PM AEST
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I was a manager for a appt. complex and there once was a man who use to sleep under the stairs... I really felt for him, he was a really nice man. Yes society cruel and non caring. This poem makes you really think..Well written and hope to see more in the future...
Cindy.




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