I live on your street
You Pass me every day
I am invisible, but I'll tell you my story.
I uesd to have a family
I used to have a life
I am invisible, but I'll tel you my story.
I was starting out in the world
Getting higher and higher
But the further you climb, the further you'll fall.
I had friends
The best I ever had
But they ruined my trust, they ruined my love.
It all started to crumble
About a year ago
I lost my job, I lost my love, and then I lost my home.
Now I live on your street
You Pass me every day
Spare a thought, spare a moment, and pass a kind word my way?
i saw them with shopping cart but those are happy people they don't know what they're missing maybe...their goal of the day is food and shelter.
A sad, but beautiful poem. A great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, Human Right.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
where i come from, theres not really any homeless people. i wrote it as a tribute to all those that are.