John Churchill

Rookie (Nov / 2 / 1951 / Liverpool UK)

Living On The Streets - Poem by John Churchill

It is pouring rain and freezing cold,
these city streets aren't paved with gold,
I'm sleeping rough and growing old,
and 'move along' I'm getting told.
Living on the streets

Haven't had a bite to eat,
frostbite fingers, blistered feet,
people passing on the street,
and now the rain has turned to sleet.
As I look for shelter.

Why did I leave, why did we split,
should have made a go of it,
was all my fault I now admit,
can't blame her one little bit.
I cheated on my dearest.

Don't pity me as you walk by,
if you've never seen a grown man cry
just take a look and wonder why,
how I wish that I would die,
Then no more living on the streets.


Comments about Living On The Streets by John Churchill

  • (5/10/2006 8:52:00 AM)

    Nicely done! It's always nice for people to be able to bring the thought of homeless people. It forces people to be compassionate instead of turning a blind eye to homelessness. The fact is that there are any number of reasons that people may be living on the street...and all of us are not can happen in the blink of an eye.
    Thank you.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 10, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 11, 2006

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