A worry for homeless
Why I don’t worry about homeless?
Why do I roam aimlessly and careless?
I have nothng to show on face
You won’t find any regret or trace
I have enough to last long
I hope nothing goes wrong
It shall remain same forever
I have full safety with cover
This is thinking of common man
He is contended with as human
He hasn’t come across the pain and agony
Hw hasn’t seen the horrible plight of many
I would love to be among them
No use to criticize or anything to frame
It is not created by destiny alone
This conclusion is far off gone
What can we think of lessening the plight?
We may start with few from the right?
It may not affect the scenerio even slight
It is to be in context of the light
Can we not provide one homeless a cover?
Can we not provide at least drinking water?
This may certainly be the human gesture
I see at the end a lovely and bright future
You may find the satisfaction of unqiue kind
It is not the quantum provided to a simple blind
It may be generous feeling that is appreciably found
See the result when you happen to make a round
Millions may find smile on the face
There won’t be bitterness among the race
The poor may be called poor always
We need tocome out of doorways
Can we not remove that sorrowful state?
Has that come to them out of fate?
Do they deserve no sympathy and only hate?
Rush if you can to their help without getting late
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Kind Gesture
I may not keep pace and go wrong
I have yet to cover path which is so long
I am blessed everything for a song
Find suitable and honourable place among
Let my pillow be stone
Ordinary life and no throne
Let me find and seek the solace
Allow me to see joy on people’s face
I may not remain so long and forever
Little sympathy and respect however
I may consider it blessings and gift
I want only mercy from you with little shift
I must honestly pray and confess
Don’t shower me with so much bless
It will make me headstrong and arrogant
So much wealth and fame beyond the want
I want to remain in your feet and pray
Honestly living with not in race or fray
I shall spend the life for poor and needy
Shall keep away from cheats and greedy
Kindly lead me from darkness to light
Vigilant eye to find what is wrong and right
I may fail to understand your power and might
Bestow me with kindness, vision or sight
I shall Endeavour to be good human being
Recitals of prayers and worthy songs to sing
Respect to all religions irrespective of faith
I may bow my head……………………
May find your blessing even in failure
Ailing mind to have definite cure
Not to cheat others and attempt to lure
Double the efforts to make win shot sure
All I need is your kind gesture
Nothing in particular or bright future
It may follow with your simple grace
Infuse me with kindness and love to embrace
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Beautiful Creature
I consider myself as beautiful creatures
A real gift from almighty to live for future
It is really wonderful feeling as human being
We are expected to perform some changes or bring
If we are fortunate enough with all the facilities
We must harp on its proper utilities
It is good to use it at its full advantage
But it must also be ably managed
We are human being and so subjected to err
No one is fully contended or happy here
You may be doing all sort of activities
Yet it has to be exemplary with qualities
You must have an aptness for tolerance
As we are bound to show some intolerance
We may not like some of poor brethren
But we must have kind corner and little concern
If you develop such basic thinking
You will never face any problem and go down sinking
It is pure love, sympathy and affection
That is always reflected in your action
To love a person is beautiful gift
It helps to remove misunderstanding and rift
There is complete behavior change and shift
You will be concentrating on complete uplift
Despite all these we will have to bear in mind
God has created us to show tolerance and be kind
We might be blessed with talent and wealth
It must be used for good purpose till our death
You may get everything but not the love and affection
Any amount of cleverness or generosity will not affect any action
It will be your self satisfaction arising out of liberal attitude
People may express their gesture with praise and gratitude
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Truth To Tell
When your heart melts
The depth of sea is felt
All unknown kind of treasure tries to come out
The mighty pen tries to speak it all about
It is felt by others and appreciated
As it has something to be related
So far not done by anybody else
Joy, happiness pain including curse
Ideas flow like river water
But any times they may alter
If find with stiff resistance
It will change course without any insistence
You need not think about plot
It is already with the poet
Only needs little impetus
Pure innovation with ample thrust
Little plight may affect your heart
For sufferings of poor ache may start
That is how human beings are made
Poets are no different and don't treat it as trade
Love feeling is with everyone
Even cruel may have it as one
He may long for his family and children
And rush to them with slight bad news even
So you should pen whatever you feel
That can be called Almighty's will
No all can write or pen exceedingly well
Each individual has different truth to tell
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Mercy and compassion
I wondered in hostile land
I have breathed for a long on this motherland
Loved her like anything else but more
I praise her from heart and adore
Whenever I used to be in trouble
I shall rush to mother and speak about struggle
She will provide me each clue
Put her hand over head and guide to pass through
She is no more now and I face dilemma
Fail to face the uphill task and such dogma
I find no suitable place to like mother's refuge
Her impression on my mind large and huge
But I have found another place to feel merry
That none other than Mother Marry
Fountain of mercy and compassion
I just murmur by heart all my confessions
I have observed immediate result
I feel elated without fear of any insult
She is always there before my eyes
I need to remember her and make little try
Oh, mother merry what do I find on your face?
Compassion, mercy, love with unforgettable traces
Oh, you cry with my pain and feel sorry
I keep my head down and forget to worry
My mother, I don't know, is in lovely place called heaven
That has rattled me for a long and cause worry now even
I have found in you all my answers
Such happiness can only be enjoyed by fewer
I wish I could remain forever in your lap
Sleep sound and wait for your gentle slap
That can take me to the new height
Love Ocean is within reach and mercy can be witnessed straight
I shall dream alone about such divine feeling
I may not share it with any one despite willingness
I think lot more may flow like water stream
In the form water fall and like sun's beam
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No to isolation
It is neither secret place
Nor solitary in any case
Don't run away with fear
Pain and agony is meant to bear
See another side of human being
The beautiful heart can be found with king
Poor and rich all long for its company
You should search and go for it like many
Ni peace may be had from isolation
Even god may not grant that indication
As love and hate can be reflected on face
It is best to leave and spend time with human race
In human sound you may find hymns
Honest urge for almighty with concerns
They are also troubled souls and search for peace
Come back to the poorest of poor and live at ease
Death has spared no one
So don't be afraid of any one
It may find you even in isolation
It will then cause you great indignation
Severe not that has been considered sacred
You are only briefed wrong and mislead
No one has found almighty in thick forest
Even if some of the time has been spent as best
People may not allow you to be restless
As they too know what can be reality on face
World is too considerate if some one is in dire need
Not all are after hatred but few are still good indeed
So love to live among and spend time
It is possible you may have good time
You may find the bright sun shine with divine message
That is all we need in our entire age
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To Be The Best You Can Be Ought To Be Good Enough
There is good in most people and some in their ways kind
And amongst the egotistical greatness is a state of mind
And some very famous people towards humility inclined
But a truly perfect human being in the World you will not find
But to live as a good person is the best you can wish to be
Though with that I feel certain many would disagree
Millions daydream of wealth and fame and it would seem to me
That you will not find many people for to embrace poverty
But to be the best you can be ought to be good enough
In a Human World where millions are hungry, poor and homeless and living and sleeping rough
Always be kind to others and help those of help in need
One of the main causes of human poverty has to be human greed
Life is not an Earthly Paradise and many do live it tough
But to be the best you can be ought to be good enough.
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I Can't Stop
Even if I want
I can't stop
As my fancy is right on top
I shall die
If I don't try
Next only to feel shy
Many beautiful faces
Enter in race
I pick only one in that case
Natural smile with no regret
Whole world to watch on lovely set
She is mine so I can't forget
I have passion
But can't be called compassion
It is pure relation
I write
For people to unite
Vow to live together and not to fight
If I touch their heart
With very good start
I shall take it as human art
We are for others
Simple peaceful soldiers
Prophet's messengers
Take glass of water
Nothing will alter
Sea is full of it and ready to cater
Love to live and propagate
Think of helpless and state
Their grief and plight to relate
So I am here
With you and forever
Will you lead me by holding finger?
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Not too hollow
A promise not too hollow
Relation to grow and allow
No restriction of any kind
As can be seen even by blind
Love is divine gift
It finds no way or shift
It just takes place
There is glow on face
Love is for loving and not leaving
It is for the joy and pain relieving
No matter how much hurdle you face
Nothing should separate us in any case
It is holier than holy to keep the relation
It can find any suitable equation
It is same in hope and despair
One broken can not be repaired
It may find long wait
But can’t be sealed by fate
Let the spring come very late
When flowers zoom I will openly dance and state
I live for tomorrow
Today I may have to lye low
There is high hope for lovely future
I am confident and very much sure
I am very much optimistic
The same position can not remain static
It has to go away for holy reasons
The joy is to be shared by two persons
Hold in arms wherever you go
The wind may also help and blow
As rive has calm and natural flow
Face may might up and find beautiful glow
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A search for face
II patted on the broad solder of friend
as the music was airing from the band
the air has become thick and lovely
the dance floor is used very freely
It is nice to be a part
in a party to look very smart
many dreams and thoughts at heart
i feel the spring is awaiting start
I tend to look at beautiful faces
they all seem to be in lovely race
all colorful dresses with shining chicks
the last day to come at the end of the week
It is tender age to be looked after
we mix with young people and roar with laughter
it is different world and free from worry
it has no limit and no load to carry
I never went alone in party
though all boys and girls were to be around twenties
it was all fun and and nothing to bother
it was to see only beautiful face and consider
The days is looking to be very long
the heart mind fear it is going wrong
the nights too are spent in eagerness
the next day preparedness to find and trace
No one can blame rising star
though the distance is very far
the coming of an age is always noticed
always full of fun and intentionally enticed
No dirt to wash in holy water
only respect the wishes and needs to cater
still it is herculean task
people often cut joke and repeatedly ask
Let them find lovely place
talk freely and face to face
it will be easy to make firm bond
to develop feelings and really fond
it may not have easy sailing
all the chances may not be availing
it may run into rough weather
no one may want to provide a breather
What is most need at this juncture?
there should be an attempt to find bright future
no one can make them sure
but ready help and guidance must be assured
Why there is sudden spurt in death ratio?
they are just beginner or abnitio
who else will take them to safety?
this will not be done by lord or any deity
it is fine to be in company
everybody may want to accompany
still it is considered as grave hazard by many
it should be made enjoyable and not very funny
I wished it to happen
i dreamed in day time even
i wished too for the day to come near
for the beautiful words to whisper and hear
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Why Tell Me About It I know All Too Well
Why tell me about It I know all too well
That many are living in their Earthly Hell
The hungry the homeless the poor and downtrod
They must be the children of some Lesser God.
Why tell me about it I know for the have nots life must seem unfair
So many grow poorer for every new millionaire
The scourge of poverty rife in every Race
In a fair Human World this would not be the case.
Even in so called wealthy Nations poverty does abound
Not too far from where the rich live the homeless to be found
The streets of the poor suburb a breeding ground for crime
Where many don't live to enjoy their life's prime.
Why tell me about it of course I'm aware
That the poor of the World have never been rare
And millions are living in dire poverty
In a fair Human World this would never be.
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Make it alone
You got to make it alone
As you may be swiped by cyclone
You may find many ups and down
But you got to make it and own,
You can feel at home
If you make everybody welcome
Everything can be changed
If thought over and well managed
Carve out your own empire
Love others and admire
Think not about unnecessary things
It may have many misses for something
Whole world face misery
No one seems to be happy
What can you make out of it as triumph?
When you are surrounded by wolf?
No one stand alone in race
No happiness may be seen on face
It is crowd of human beings
Where you can find poor and kings
You may have full satisfaction
That has been seen by indication
Face lines reflect easy comfort inside
We are safe on earth from all sides
This may be seen as long battle
As it proves your strong mettle
But to say it is lone struggle
May be looking like for some troubles
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Unlimited space
Glory and fame may sparkle the mind
Heart may also beat slowly and synchronize with new find
nothing is shaken or moved away with blow of heavy wind
it is pure love and feeling of its own kind
I shall long for it with utmost faith
It will remain forever till the death
To live for own sake is no Herculean job
One feels guilty or being robbed
I want to create some position or space
I want it to be done quietly without any race
I want to bring happiness and brightness on face
It must remain there as unique case
I must be very clear in mind to create space?
I should ask for surety to self in case
How to ask any one “will you provide me any space”?
There should not be uncertainty and I must eventually brace
Heavenly bodies may laugh at me but still bless
Nothing will be left out of it just to trace
Only love and not the hate may find the way
Why one should think of desertion and to go away?
It is likely to happen that I shall live no longer
Love and friendship may grow even stronger
we are not the only one in this world to live as stranger
why don’t you rest in my arm as an adult an not teenager?
Is it is difficult to spread the message of love?
Calm water may allow the refuge to doves
Rainbow may not feel shy at colorful union
We may sail through the storm as ideal companion
Oh, God shower your bless and mercy
I pray only for her health not out of pity
Life may move on with her simple desire
I may merely surrender to her and admire
I don’t know what’s in store
I wish nothing less nothing more
Let her be the only one and not prove as stone wall
All stars must twinkle when she makes final call
She has done all her best
Choice was proving as difficult test
Every thing went off smoothly as memorable event
No chance of regret was there as it was heavenly seen
It is difficult to create space in human being
It may not succeed for any changes to bring
Lady luck may smile and bring the fortune
One may opt to go for it and dance to the tune
The pair is created not here but in His courtroom
The flowers in garden are raised to boom
We must live peacefully together and thank
Almighty the great who was merciful and frank
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Sincere prayers
My sincere prayers
Coming from different layers
Inner outer core of heart
Feeling very nice from start
Ways different but not to part
You got to try and recover
No more to suffer
You may have different ideas and differ
Still I am with you and offer
My sincere prayer
There is good saying
Attention always paying
Foundation stone laying
For better relation and understanding
Good carrying words but not offending
You got to come out
No to simple fallout
Nothing to think about
Think of good future
Good feelings to nurture
You have to march ahead
Cool mind with straight head
Nothing to worry
Not in hurry
Not to feel sorry
You may come out of shock
Sound may not stop from clock
It will not block
Your straight path
If you retain good faith
What else one can pray?
Will it pay?
With new hope and bright ray
You may go ahead and find
Very good people around and very kind
So come out of sick mind
Ways and means find
Shower the love and blessings
You will find world with you
Only trust in Thou
Prayers always pay in return
It is now our turn
Face the truth and don’t show the back and run
Take he pledge under the sun
Don’t make any kind of fun
Since you have remained bed ridden
My emotions have remained hidden
They are trying to come out in form of tears
I can’t show it out and pain always bear
I try to pick up your words and hear
It is how I feel so deep
I can’t bear it and weep
Nights look barren and I can’t sleep
Through his window panes I try to peep
I burn with anger but smile I keep
You must come out of oblivion
Like players you shouldn’t rest in pavilion
Provide me with courage and inspiration
I can’t bear any more separation
It may lead to some kind of negation
I wish you to stand on your feet
I will be the first person to greet
You come out in open and meet
We shall clean up wounds and treat
I shall try to occupy permanent sear
I may not find any solace till you recover
You should make all efforts to cover
If you fail then everything will be over
I pray for your health till you fully recuperate
This is how I feel and is the tale of state
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Plight or Hunger
It is not plight or hunger
People are burning with anger
With decades and centuries passing over
They have yet to find shelter or cover
They have no means to find square meals
Someone is there at the top to steal
Their means of livelihood
Their only hope to live nicely in the neighborhood
We have stooped so below
We can’t see others happy or allow
We thrive on coffers business
No worry lines even on face
They have enough patience to tolerate
They know it is futile on their part to relate
Who has time to care for human values?
Their only aim is to deny the legitimate dues
Even sun does not spare them from burning rays
They have to toil hard with hard ways
Their babies cry for the want of milk or food
What else is there to feel so good?
Yet they have lion’s heart
They stand erect and look smart
They have high respect and honor for others
Except few essential things they don’t have to bother
No noise or flutter is created
Babies are silently cremated
River washes their remains silently
They watch it go quietly
I will give full marks to their tolerance
They deserve all kudos and praise hence
Poor are not burden on anybody
They are pulling on this earth for somebody
We may err if they are under estimated
Their position is not understood and clearly stated
They need proper care and attention
If basic values are realized and needs retention
It is not plight or hunger
People are burning with anger
With decades and centuries passing over
They have yet to find shelter or cover
They have no means to find square meals
Someone is there at the top to steal
Their means of livelihood
Their only hope to live nicely in the neighborhood
We have stooped so below
We can’t see others happy or allow
We thrive on coffers business
No worry lines even on face
They have enough patience to tolerate
They know it is futile on their part to relate
Who has time to care for human values?
Their only aim is to deny the legitimate dues
Even sun does not spare them from burning rays
They have to toil hard with hard ways
Their babies cry for the want of milk or food
What else is there to feel so good?
Yet they have lion’s heart
They stand erect and look smart
They have high respect and honor for others
Except few essential things they don’t have to bother
No noise or flutter is created
Babies are silently cremated
River washes their remains silently
They watch it go quietly
I will give full marks to their tolerance
They deserve all kudos and praise hence
Poor are not burden on anybody
They are pulling on this earth for somebody
We may err if they are under estimated
Their position is not understood and clearly stated
They need proper care and attention
If basic values are realized and needs retention
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Past memory
How long person can live with past memory
To feel sad whole day and night with so much sorry
Adding tension, causing concern and worry
This is something one must avoid to carry
I come across many people with strong attachment
They cry whole day and pass pessimistic statements
It is nothing but creation of confused mind
No one can really go forward for solution to find
Smile is such thing and can be had for no cost
It is missing in most of the cases with real face lost
They find end of world with slight setback
Relation is soared with development of cracks
The face bears great sense of satisfaction
The smile is very good parameter for such action
It is reflected as very good sign
One must accept the fate and silently resign
The is loosing its flavor when detached from plant
No one can restore its charm the way it is wanted
Once broken from its link with no more hope
Everything goes wrong and it flops
The face remains swollen and complete barren
This does not take place or happen all of sudden
It has its roots from the emancipation of mistrust
Then there is left little scope for any kind of trust
Only true friends may have little time to listen to your woes
The sad tale may go unheeded or unheard even if it flows
It looses its relevance if you are not sure of what is in mind?
No one may give credence to your tale even if you are so kind
You must make choice for past and present
You can’t remain attached to past and remain physically absent
That state is not acceptable in its any form
You need complete change with attitudinal reform
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How Will You Go
Escape is on your mind again
Escape to a far away land
At times it seems there is no end
To long hard nights of drinking
How will you go, how will you go
Drive through the wind and the rain
Cover it up, cover it up
Ill find you a shelter to sleep in
I fell over on the couch again
But you know not all sleep is wasted
Your dreams are alcohol inspired
I cant find a better way to face it
How will you go, how will you go
Drive through the wind and the rain
Cover it up, cover it up
Ill find you a shelter to sleep in
And you know, Ill be fine
Just dont ask me how its going
Gimme time, gimme time
cos I want you to see
round the world, round the world
Is a tangled up necklace of pearls
How will you go, how will you go
Drive through the wind and the rain
Cover it up, cover it up
Ill find you a shelter to sleep in
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Captain America
Captain America is that you
Flying down the highway
In your red white and blue
You remind me of the days
In that infamous war
When we werent quite sure
What we were fighting for
I see you again and it makes me think
About just who I am
Is there someone in charge
Who can lead the way tonight
Who knows the plan
Where theres love
There is grace
Theres still hope left in this place
And the smile on your face
Gives me faith in the human race
Captain America what do you see
Millions of your brothers say theyll fight to be free
Who could have known you would be the chosen one
To kick start our dreams
The cycle of life goes around and round again
Tell me what does it mean
Can it be true
Where theres love
There is grace
And theres hope left in this place
And the smile on your face
Gives me faith in the human
If we could trade all of our tomorrows
For the best of our yesterdays
Erase all the pain and the sorrow
Would there have to be a high price to pay
Hey Hey
We run for our lives
And were searching for shelter now
From the coming storm
Are you the man who can lead us once again
So come on, suit up, lets go
Where theres love
There is grace
And theres hope left in this place
And the smile on your face
Theres not a damn thing we cant face
Where theres love
There is grace
And theres hope left in this place
And the smile on your face
Gives me faith in the human
Faith in the human race
Yeah, I got faith
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Irrelevant thoughts
Nothing hurts me more than my own thoughts
Intelligentsias all over world have offered explanations and always sought
The adoption of whimsical ways to come out of jugglery
It is nothing but state of mind and simple misery
It is known fact that we have temporary refuge
The problems may be more but we make it to seem huge
The ups and down may make it more enterprising
As life it self may be thrilling and promising
If I had poor parenting and no sources
What is use of its remembrance and curse?
It may make you reasonable of course
But after all they are dominant and driving force
Human mind works at faster space
Some of us take special pride in race
Color, cast and creed also occupy most of the time
Who then has to be blamed for it anytime?
We tend to loose few steps for futile adventures
That doesn’t show way or completely ensure
Rather it pushed us to the brink
Where we can only hope of losing ship or sink
The human mind may be called think tank
Where millions of ideas invade and sink
Some may take to useful conclusion
Rest may not warrant even inclusion
I have tried to struggle for temporary objects
It has found unfavorable and some times rejected
But that has not pushed me to an absolute end
As it provided many means to amend
Thoughts are nice to cultivate mind
It has unique way to explore and find
What we need to emphasize is its proper application
It must have some reasoning and direct relations
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Praying For Scarcity
The only person praying for human plight
So he gets his chance right
Prices soar and fill his coffer
He is right in his opinion and never differs
Not a conscience, opinion or curse worry
Other insects bother him but no sorry
He may double or treble his money
Even though he may receive wrath from many
Let people die or go to hell
He should remain happy and well
He has nothing to worry or tell
As prices will soar and dwell
Black marketing or hoarding is nice business
No competition is on or any danger to face
Compile complete commodities from the market
Create shortage and price arbitrarily set
You may find such nuisance everywhere
World economy has to learn lesson from here
How things can be manipulated at larger level?
There may be, otherwise, different story to tell
It will be nice if things are stored in anticipation
Prices may go up in lean period in relation
The situation can be staved off and handled well
There won’t be any plight or situation like hell
Allow few free markets to mushroom
Give them enough freedom and room
Yet keep control and watch the scene
The plight and agony may be hardly seen
Still it is considered as sin
As such tendency is never seen
Human nature is such to take full advantage
Otherwise many articles on this might have not appeared on page
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Homeless
Homeless;
- Down by the muddy Mississippi
Skinny as a rail,
Sleeping under the old Eads bridge
Feeling low, dirty, and frail -
Homeless;
- With less than two coins
In both pockets,
Empty eyes
Look through sunken sockets -
Homeless;
- So many people walk right on by
I wonder how many care,
They all keep moving
Even though they stare -
Homeless;
- Lost a job
Lost a home,
Lost a family
Lost all hope -
Homeless;
- Where will I go from here
What should I do,
I'm so thankful when the weather's fair
And the skies are blue -
Homeless;
- Don't know the day nor season
And, yea, it sure gets cold at night,
I've got an old sleeping bag
I'll be alright -
Homeless;
- There's so many of us out here
Without a home,
Even so
I feel so very alone -
Homeless;
- It's a tough situation
Not pretty, just true,
And at any time
It could happen to you -
Homeless;
- Hey buddy...
Could you spare a dime,
And say a prayer for us
... sometime -
- I'm just homeless, not less human...
poem by Smoky Hoss
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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