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Skater Man
He stood all alone, helpless and cold. The vile words thrown at him, how bold. They don't know his situation couldn't be controlled. If they would only listen as his story is told. They think he is a drunk, or that he is crazy. "He probably has no home because he is lazy." His life before this is all really hazy. I bet they never knew he likes Swan River Daisies. He's not a person in their clouded eyes. They don't risk talking to him, it's probably all lies. I see how people treat him and a part of me dies. If only they could see he's an angel in disguise. He once was a CEO, a husband, and a father to be. His happiness was stolen when his wife's car hit a tree. In a downward spiral, the future he no longer could see. It wasn't two lives lost in the crash, it was three. His pain so great, he just couldn't cope. He thought God failed him, so he had no hope. To ease the pain, he turned to dope. He'd hang himself, if only he had some rope. Try as I might, I can't get him to come home. He says he is better off on the streets, all alone. He thinks he ruins lives so the streets he'll roam. He has all he needs, he says, a toothbrush and a comb. Its sad to know, I'm his one true friend. If only someone could make amends. I listen with my heart and I don't condescend. I will be there for him until the end. I pray for my "Skater Man", every night. The hand he was dealt, just wasn't right. I pray he will one day see the light. Sadly, its his battle and one I just can't fight.
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