The New Frontier
THE NEW FRONTIER
In the blurry distance, a crying woman’s image
Tainted and tattered, misfitting rags of yesteryear
Perched on poverty’s edge, absorbed by life’s abyss
Please help, I’m hungry, the words of a new frontier
So soft and sweet her voice, captured me so completely
Big brown eyes of a child, yet breathing a homeless hell
To be dripping with desperation, and floundering in fear
I feel her agony of hunger, past poverty taught me well
To carefully open my heart, I let her wander in
For three days and nights, she slumbered on my floor
I found her a shelter, I found her peace of mind
But, no family or friends, but, no life to restore
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