Elmer Andrew Cohen
He Want To Die
He wonders along in his tattered rags
Clothes which were once serve good even expensive,
He did buy them.
Some were given to him, some he stole.
He stole them on the street and in the store.
He has a house but house is no home.
Yes there's a door some windows a roof
A porch some steps all in disrepair.
There is even a mother