James Aykroyd

Rookie (Bradford Royal Infirmary)

The Girl In Rags - Poem by James Aykroyd

She stood alone,
As thin as a bone,
Clothes ripped,
Like she been forced stripped,
Her hair was blonde,
But now all gone,
Stare at her eyes,
She’s lost the light,
Standing alone,
In her own zone,
People walk past,
Turning so fast,
She looks like she lost,
But constantly stop’s,
Hoping for life,
Trying to stay alive,
Night after night,
Begging for help,
Them silent yelp’s,
She sits on the floor,
Trying to keep warm,
Nothing will work,
As she shivers and jerks,
This is the life,
That many survive,
As they hide inside,
As we all walk by.


By James Aykroyd

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A homeless girl i saw outside Bradford Interchange

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013


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