Transitional Lifestyle

Amongst the fractured,not yet broken I move amidst the homeless,tokens our countries hidden and forgotten circumstance, of a life they're fightin' Backpack and sleeping bag in tow I go,to know,this growing show cardboard cover's,plastic liner's discarded mattress make's it finer there is no breakfast,lunch or dinner any meal,makes you feel,like a winner dinner roll's,vienna sausage gourmet treat for those held hostage by their account,misfortune happen's but,what in our country are we lackin' is it money,do we lack the resource's or is it that we lack compassion ? A growing trend,that just get's worse shopping cart's rattle,as a walking hearse transitional lifestyle has compounded until solution's can be founded middle america,is being pressured fear of loss,to what we treasure there aren't that many too far away of possibly facing,such a grim day Not all are addict's,drunkard's,or loser's most are embarrased,being called an abuser fate has dealt them a bad hand of card's a helping hand and smile,can help mend the shard's.....