Being Homeless

Although government officials should take more action to tackle the homeless crisis in our country, individuals like you are making efforts in the right direction by providing assistance to those in need.

How do you feel when you see them, are you ashamed
Or angry?
In the south being homeless is illegal, to the politicians
They are an eyesore, a blight on the landscape.

Having to start over after they are jailed, truamatized over and over again.
As for me, I lived in my car for over three years, I now live with my eighty seven year old girl friend.

Living in fear when she passes away, I will again be homeless.
Suffering from autism I am terrified, my only option will then be suicide.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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