The Lonely Angel : Part Two
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Scatters through strangers' scraps,
spoilt teens point and laugh,
she'll feast on left over snacks,
fills her belly & crashes on grass.
Her warmth at night, snugly blanket,
given thoughtfully by homeless stranger,
She's used to buses causing rackets,
sleeps in secret places, avoid the dangers.
She's like a needle in a fast society,
a sweetheart buried in debris
How does a mother abandon her honey,
junkie ignoring her daughter so hungry
Copyright © Ryan Geoffrey Hayward | Year Posted 2025
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