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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=342554" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Homeless Man</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I reluctantly wake up to another bleary, dreary day<br>To see the marks from those broken shards of glass<br>The anxiety, stress and anger, those desperate cries for help<br>Wrists throbbing, trails of blood, but still on this mortal earth<br>Shouting, crying at the top of my voice in my head<br>Those voices and screams, why why, but still left unheard <br>A hopeless situation in a hopeless uncaring world<br>Why do I carry on, I do not know<br>For I am the homeless man</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As I walk and wait for the daily metro as the shops begin to open<br>Looking on as shutters go up, coffees are poured<br>Those enticing aromas that I can ill afford<br>Lost in the wilderness, trying to work things out<br>Confused, not understanding, just want to hide myself away<br>Those black clouds that are looming heavily above me<br>To tired to care anymore, to tired to walk, to tired to care<br>For I am the homeless man</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the strange man people look at whilst sneering, jeering<br>Walking down the road getting on with their lives<br>The business men that carry on with their shallow existence <br>Unaware and unwilling to care<br>Their clockwork lives telling them to carry on <br>Stepping over you, shouting abuse whilst you just sit there<br>The mothers and children merrily off to school<br>Complaining because you’re in the way<br>Why, because I am the homeless man</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I wave my hand out, only wanting some small change, begging to live<br>Thinking whether I will I eat today, but gone without now for so long<br>Do I even care whether I die or live in the uncaring world<br>The tall buildings that are drawing me near<br>Looking from the rooftops above, just one more step and it will all end <br>Unsure of what is stopping me taking that last plunge<br>Is there still a glimmer of hope, a strand from a rope to hold on too<br>For I am the homeless man</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the man with hidden disabilities<br>No sticks or wheels to burden or for people to see<br>But the one in my head, the other person I hate the most<br>The resentment and anger I have for myself<br>For the person I have always long to be <br>Now the paved streets have turned to doors and bars <br>The sneers and jibes, anxiety and paranoia<br>What will the future hold for me, we will have to see<br>For I am the homeless man</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So next time you walk through your town or city <br>On your way to school, work or leisure<br>And maybe you will come across a homeless man, woman or child <br>But do not walk past or shun away<br>A homeless person they may be, but humans they are too<br>Spare a kind thought, a handshake, or some small change<br>Because through some misfortune<br>You too could also be that homeless person</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Alun+Jones">Alun Jones</a><div class=q>
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To see the marks from those broken shards of glass
The anxiety, stress and anger, those desperate cries for help
Wrists throbbing, trails of blood, but still on this mortal earth
Shouting, crying..."></div>
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