Homeless

The person that is homeless a displaced 
soul. He wanders here and there, with no 
special place to go.

They worry about where to sleep, food to 
eat or clothes to ware. Each day is an act 
of survival,  praying," God send someone 
who will cares."

Most believe that all homeless are stupid, 
lazy fools. I'm here to tell you that 
perception just isn't true.

For I am educated and lazy, I think not, it 
was unforeseen circumstances that 
brought me to my lot.

I am a person just like you. I contribute to 
the human race, so when you see me on 
the streets, please judge me not in haste.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Nasir Avatar
July 16, 2014 at 4:41 PM
THIS IS spellbinding ... ! so when you see me on the streets, please judge me not in haste.
Nasir Avatar
July 17, 2014 at 4:40 PM
this is truly wonderful and you should know that to keep your self respect intact ..never ever ask for charity even if you are hand to mouth ...and with time with struggle ...get finally blessed how beautiful it is ..my ancestors went all through this , i listen to his heart throbbing stories ... felt so nice to know you though litbit yet..stay blessed and have fun in your heaven on earth ..really :-* :-)
Anderson Avatar
July 16, 2014 at 7:30 PM
I'm 66 yrs. Old, and there was a time I lived in my car. It took me 2 months to get a job, fine a apartment and get back on my feet. Some of the most wonderful people I met were in shelters or food lines. Most were like me, educated, self reliant but had to (or) chose to not ask for family's help. I alway know my God was with me. Blessings Hina. Thanks
Nnoli Avatar
June 30, 2014 at 9:58 AM
Oh, I see myself write on here, Elizabeth please don't stop writeing, so true and pure, Richard
Anderson Avatar
July 16, 2014 at 7:21 PM
Forgive me for taking so long to respond to your wonderful comment. I'm slow. Blessing my Poet friend. Bless you and yours.
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