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Homeless

Contributed by SPOKENWORDARTIST on Thursday, 10th November 2011 @ 03:21:52 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

Twisted faith has been my fr-enemy lost my home streets I Rome been living in my mobile home four wheels with no address fighting the tears and stress I could this happen when at work I did my best the job lost me.
Rent was a far thought but manage to stay a float for a while couldn't look in the eyes of my child father I must be can let this get the best of me. Sleep in the car by night rest stop full of fright daybreak library I hide screaming to myself from the inside.
Search for work I must find live hand to hand from the kindness of strangers and yet the disgust they display how could I live with myself and my children that way didn't ask for this to happen but it did and yet I pray every day.
Hotel we stay work and work paid day by day clean again I was proud my children were of me daddy when will we be free of this type of poverty soon I say
Knowing what will come the next day.
Blessed be the pray that was answered a man with a plan open a door for me and now were free apartment we went
Oh my god it was heaven sent .
Now on a roll I'm a independent business owner doing great I have once again walked with fate Never will I judge those who ask for spare change circumstance my have had a hand what will become of that man.
I was once him .

Copyright © SPOKENWORDARTIST ... [ 2011-11-10 15:21:52]
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Re: Homeless (User Rating: 1 )
by iodinelove on Thursday, 10th November 2011 @ 06:55:46 PM AEST
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I've seen the end of life too close to the beginning. Pity is the only thing you won't get from me. Keep writing.

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