Homeless Poem by michael hagwood
Homeless
A man sits and hope is gone from his eyes.And pride
keeps him form asking for help to get inside. People
hand out food, thats all they could do. A cop walks his
beat, trying to keep peace on the street. People would
after a while would take over a bench and not smile
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I spent ten months in a mens shelter
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