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Street People

Contributed by Walt on Wednesday, 1st October 2003 @ 07:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



What is the day that gives
to life the yearn of sleep
I think it is a crippled man
begging on the street

What is the night that sleeps
to ease all the poets’ pain
I think it is the dope
that fills the fool's brain

Who stops to listen to
music soft and sweet
I think it is
the children of the street

Who controls the weary souls
fallen by the road
I think it is the man
who owns the all the gold

what can be done to solve
this life's true history
I think the slave is not the only one
Who struggles to be free

What steps will be taken
to clear the pathway
I think many hide
in the light of day

When trouble knocks
upon the common door
I think all types of vermin
crawl out of cracks in the floor

Still life finds a way
even the lowest soul
smiles through love and light
given freely each and every day




Copyright © Walt ... [ 2003-10-01 07:35:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Street People (User Rating: 1 )
by norm on Wednesday, 1st October 2003 @ 09:52:16 AM AEST
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I really like this portrayal of basic life
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This poem covers a myriad of things
the likes of which one always sings,
the pathos and dirt that creates all the hurt
Directed in thoughts for a feast by the kings


Re: Street People (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Wednesday, 1st October 2003 @ 03:31:14 PM AEST
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dearest walt, this is an excellent message to all, love how you have deeply felt all this, and expressed it so well:) hugs n' love nessa


Re: Street People (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 1st October 2003 @ 07:48:20 PM AEST
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I sometimes use to sit in a park in Sydney Australia...just watching how people would walk past,step over or humiliate people of the streets.Such a sad thing to bear witness to.Young kids doped up and lost in their own make believe..This poem reminded of those times spent just watching ignorance and cruelty in full force.
Words of wisdom...Love it


Re: Street People (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 1st October 2003 @ 07:49:00 PM AEST
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sorry its me LW..im not logged in :)




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