No one knows your glory
No one knows your shame
No one's heard your story
And no one knows your name
No one's gonna ask you
No one will reply
No one's gonna hear your truth
And no one hears your lie
No one knows your troubles
No one feels your pains
No one feels your heartbeat
As the blood pumps through your veins-
Until the world feels compassion
For a life that's gone astray
Until giving is in fashion
There is no other way...
No one warms your blankets
No one draws your sheets
No one offers comfort
As you wander through the streets
It's not the life you've chosen
Or what you had in mind
To live amongst the homeless
And beg beside the blind
No one knows your glory
No one knows your shame
No one's heard your story
And no one knows your name-
Until the world feels compassion
For a life that's gone astray
Until giving is in fashion
There is no other way...
The rhymes in this one seem to flow naturally, Vincent, with the sense and logic intact. This one, I think, could be made into a song. -GK
A powerful poem describing the plight of the homeless! Thanks for sharing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
No one knows your troubles No one feels your pains No one feels your heartbeat......your heartbeats for the poor....... such sublime thoughts you have dear poet. God bless u for writing this poem for the sake of the poor. tony