We

We are out here
   We have no showers
       exept rain
Which ruins our
   stuff
and gets us wet
   and cold


We are hungrey
and on our little
radios we hear
   you collecting
       money
for Thanksgiving
   Day
a day we may not even
       see


We are hungrey
       today!
And wet and cold
where are you
       Fakes
feed some for
1 day we may
   never see
We are hungrey
       today
Where are you
   Get a job
         you say


Happy Birthday
   Your time
       is coming soon

You do not
see us nor
want to Nor clothe or house
   or Care


We are here
in tents and
   Sheds
You don't really
   care fakes
Do U take us
   INN
Hell no
We are here

 graydye The God Poet  11-20-14








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   care 
     
ou don
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