Ant Mac Poet Rhyme

Fallen Oak

The homeless sleep outside empty buildings
large enough to house them all
where pennies pinched cost more than you spent
measured against the rise and fall

to set your stall when others lose it
together propped and prepped was key
standing tall where ever you sit
a fallen oak is still a tree.

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Jan Allison October 25, 2025 at 9:33 AM i especially love the first 2 lines Ant - oh how true it is. hugs jan xx Ant Mac October 25, 2025 at 10:14 AM Thank you Jan for your comments. It's sad that we still have homelessness on such a large and growing scale in this age.