RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Silent Breath Of Homelessness - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Turmoil unendingly throwing us onto waves of trouble,
crashing our lives to pieces with each passing day.
Not knowing what will happen in another moment of
time, as we wait with silent breath, brains churning
thoughts slowly like butter of old.
Where is the joy and happiness being hidden, why
aren't we allowed to partake in it?
How cold this space in time has become, isolating us
from having a home and peace in our passing, fading
Wherein lies fairness in life?
Why has it been blinded from us so totally?
With every step towards our final horizons, we can no
longer see our way clear to living life as we retire
to it's sidelines, hoping to one day possess a place
to call home.
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