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But For the Grace of God

A cardboard mansion, renovated expansion No payments left to be made Three car garage, a hungry mirage An elegant dumpster buffet Hand tailored suit sewn with laces from boots Which he donated to a friend His non existent gold, lost through the holes A tragedy one can not defend Disheveled and dirty and always wordy Talking about his wonderful life Has failing health, depends on himself No way to feed kids or a wife His only possession is his neck sign confession "Have mercy will work for food" No tears left to cry, society asks why But for the Grace of God it be you. An original poem by the "Poemdog" Daniel Turner There are nearly 1 million homeless in the US alone ! In 7 go hungry daily. Just think about it.

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Winged Warrior

Date: 2/7/2016 10:49:00 AM

So true my friend...the remnants of evil are everywhere...its time to stop pointing fingers and care again...one person at a time...who cares...we care...

Daniel Turner
Date: 2/7/2016 11:46:00 AM

Thank you for taking the time to read and comment. If we don't, we should!

Emile Pinet

Date: 2/7/2016 9:36:00 AM

A deep, hurting story that haunts the soul with is despair and breaks the heart with its pain. Emile.

Daniel Turner
Date: 2/7/2016 10:30:00 AM

Yes it is. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment. Just trying to raise awareness that we are all not as fortunate as others.

Jeannie Cronin

Date: 2/6/2016 6:05:00 PM

I love to see our most talented poets use their gifts to heal the world, one meaningful message at a time.

Daniel Turner
Date: 2/6/2016 6:10:00 PM

I'm not sure I fall in that category but I'd like to think if I could get just one person to stop and think, it would be worth my time. Thank you for the vote of confidence:)

Jan Allison

Date: 2/6/2016 5:06:00 PM

Such vivid imagery Daniel and it is heartbreaking to think there are some who have so much and others who have absolutely nothing - I wrote a poem called 'the lowest of the low' on the same subject of homelessness:-( hugs Jan xx

Daniel Turner
Date: 2/6/2016 5:09:00 PM

Thank you, Jan. I figured I may as well put in my two cents worth. I think sometimes, we as a people get a little complacent. It is true we reap what we sew but all seeds do not grow.