Peter Gunn


A Goodnight Sleep And A Meal On A Key - Poem by Peter Gunn

A homeless man stops me,
Asks for my name,
How my day was going,
And if I have any spare money.

I apologize, as I’m a student,
All i had to offer was my time,
But his stomach wasn’t satisfied.

Later that day, there I am with cocaine on a key,
Wasting money and feeling guilty.

Topic(s) of this poem: guilt, homeless, homelessness


Comments about A Goodnight Sleep And A Meal On A Key by Peter Gunn

  • Chinedu Dike (11/29/2015 2:11:00 PM)


    An insightful depiction of guilt occasioned by ungodly indifference towards an uncharitable spirit. The greatest crime against 'man' is neither to love nor to him, but rather to feel indifferent towards him. A well articulated piece of poetry nicely penned with a clarion call for universal brotherhood of man. Thanks for sharing Peter. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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  • Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh (11/8/2015 8:15:00 AM)


    Nicely written.Like it. (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (11/6/2015 10:14:00 PM)


    Waste in any form is unethical when others are deprived. Nicely written, Peater (Report) Reply

  • Souren Mondal (11/6/2015 8:51:00 PM)


    'Later that day, there I am with cocaine on a key,

    Wasting money and feeling guilty.'

    Poignant, brave, and very fascinating... Thank you for sharing Peter and welcome to PH...
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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 6, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, November 6, 2015


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