Monday, August 10, 2009

Reversal ~ 1996

I used to live in a house, now I live in a box.
I have no money for food or clothing ~ I'm Homeless

I do fine when it is pouring sunshine,
but when it is pouring rain, I could die ~ I'm Homeless

People drive by me almost all day, they seem rich compared to me.
No one stops, remembers me or notices ~ I'm Homeless

Once in a while a kind person walks by, gives me some money, some time, a slight smile.
Otherwise I'm like an old book; wet, dirty, thrown away ~ I'm Homeless

Animal appetite is what I have, a growing craving within.
I steal and beg for things I don't own, but must possess, to stay alive ~ I'm Homeless

I constantly carry my heavy bag loaded with despair, rejection, loneliness and fear.
If I could but leave it somewhere and go on as before, but ~ I'm Homeless

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