Homeless Veterans
I approach you
with these fragile
hands, begging
for a bite to eat.
You see it's been
hard for me, living
in these streets...
Life's been cruel
to me !!
I haven't slept in
weeks, haven't
showered in months.
I get kicked
and spit on.
I'm walking around
in these crowded
streets, alienated
like I'm a disease.
I'm a bum is
what they call
me.
I wasn't born to
live and die this
way...
But society has
given up on me
as I lay here dying
in these streets...
With no food
to eat !!
No family back
home to call my
own....
Just another causality
neglected by the people
I defended in war.
It's not my fault
I came home all
screwed up, and
in the end this is
where I ended up.
God bless America
Written by: Poet Shi
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