Homelessness Poem by Jahir Hasan

Homelessness



While going to market I heard Humpty-Dumpty crying
Near to the wall.
I am not a king though I went there in a rush
I was trying to mend
But I couldn't make together the parts again as
I am not a people of the King

Tuesday, February 11, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: alone,home,homeless,homelessness
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