Needs Met

What do you do when you only got a quarter in your pocket. You lose your job fired like a rocket. You got no place to go, in a the city of people who you don't know? The public park is your best bet, Last night that's where you slept. People on their way to work look down on you like a piece of dirt. With only a quarter in your pocket there's nothing you can buy to eat. You are up and on your feet. You stand on the corner with the cup. Hoping someone drops in a few bucks. Time is passing, each minute lived in fear. Fear that no one will help or no one will even care. By noon a couple of dollars come in, you feeling a little better again. You go to the store for something to eat, but not enough for bread and meat. Instead, you decide to commit a crime. Because being hungry and homeless makes one lost their mind. Now you are getting food locked up. in jail your life is a living Hell. This is a story not a tale. Healthcare,food and a bed to sleep. The very things you needed outside to get back on you feet.