Life can be rough
and life can be good.
Life can be both
when missunderstood.
Out on the streets
where life is served cold,
striving to survive
are the young and the old.
They eat our food
strait out of the trash.
None wanting to do with
sparing some cash.
Cold are the nights
on those chilly winter days
when I walk down the street
I can feel her gaze.
The gaze of a girl
with nothing to loose,
but the clothes on her back
and her only two shoes.
As I look at this girl
all I feel is the pain.
Of how this world will
remain the same.
great work. it really describes life. i love it. keep up the good work. peace out, alexis
the life of the streets can make you feel worse only if you have the will power to get out can you tell what will happen life on the streets can never be good unless you want it to be
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homeless ppl make me so sad i just wanna hug them. or build them a house.
hey babe dis poem is badass so much about it in little bit of words
Awesome Poem! I do believe we should do more to help the poor but unfortunetly our government does not want to help.: (keep up the good work!
love the poem dude, it made me think of my home town back in Minnesota it's sad jsut how true your poem is
It gives you a good look about what it is like living on the streets and makes you think. Keep up the good writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very good rhyme scheme dude, which is rare on here