Homeless
No body see
No body cares
As I walk down
the street
People just stare
I have no job
No home
No private bathroom
to call my thrown.
I have no car
I dare not walk far
I may get robbed
My tent my clothes
is about all
I own.
I am homeless
I need to bath
But people just
stand and laugh
They send men
to the moon
But I have no shoes.
Life short
But no one cares
I am alone
Only God knows
what I bare.......
Copyright © Sharlotte Newan | Year Posted 2023
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