Homeless
Homeless
Tears sizzle-n-swelter
From the Arizona sun
While Mercedes, Bentleys,
And Porches proceed …
Homeless can’t … move on.
Triple digit asphalt
Skin turns a crusty shade
Passer “buyers” ignore strife
Pass judgement everyday.
Issues on the street
Momma holds a sign and prays
“Please,” she begs for Mercy,
“Send an Angel my way.”
Copyright © Kelly Besaw Gallo | Year Posted 2023
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