Baskets and Carts

Baskets and Carts/Respect the Homeless 2013 By Allen Hackett Once I had a house with lights and a bed to sleep in at night I had food and could bath everyday! No one believes me when I say I graduated head of my class The luxury cars, the money, and the good times just didn't last Now I push baskets and pull carts People might laugh when I ask for spare change They bark, they whisper and even growl sometimes “Get a job...Stop bumming...Stop slumming and go to work!” It's much more complex than you see The secret is some of my pride has vanished due to indignities Setbacks...delusions... illusions and downfalls have taken a toll on me I never found the bottom of the bottle but I found crack So I sleep in a box with a blanket full of holes I might forget my name sometimes but I always remember my soul I am still a man with plenty of heart but without a home That equals more than a house that's empty within its whole Check out our library of thrilling e-books @ amazon.com in the kindle store, or visit:www.booktango.com authors website:apluszips.com Thanks