Charles Hice

Rookie (May 13 2004 / Heaven)

Tresspassing - Poem by Charles Hice

the tag was signed bye the police they told me to pack upp and go get moving now in a hurry they gave me two weeks to be gone this seems bizarre a time limit on the street what gives and it does look like a camp the way eye left my old clothing and yes eye have slept there then some now it is gone no way to return unless eye wish to be inside the jail for they might catch me there
the end is in the night for all the homeless people they will not fight they must run run off the street and hide
this erks me
the reason a homeless person needs a shelter but not one run bye the state
eye will keep tresspassing anyway
hiding in my night listening for footprints with my mind on life
some laws must be ignored and broken for a person to live
now eye lay me down to sleep outlaw
very sorry ewe eye seem to be

Topic(s) of this poem: art

Poet's Notes about The Poem

true story May 7 to May 14 a warning only Tresspassing

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 7, 2014

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