Homeless Poem by Mohammad Younus

Homeless



I feel for homeless
I feel for destitute
How will they quarantine! Where!
How will they survive! Where!
A new class of untouchables!
Though, to speak the truth,
The carriers of coronavirus are,
By and large, the better off social class,
The blood suckers of society

Mykoul

Homeless
Saturday, June 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: homeless
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