Justin Gildow

Veteran Poet - 1,653 Points (3-26-81 / Washington, PA)

Squatters In The Old Buildings - Poem by Justin Gildow

Old buildings have been
bought up
By who, who knows
Yet, for every diamond in
the rough
Every street punk
Every down on their luck
individual
These buildings are the best
things to happen to them
To happen to all of them

And so
Inside the buildings
They create a place to
live
A place to survive
A place to dream of a
better life
A place to wonder about
the future

Squatters in the old
buildings know they don't
have much
Some are unemployed
Some are on the dole
Some are waiting for a lover
To have and to hold
Yet, they're alive
They have food
They cherish their lives
As well as their loves
Things might be bad right
now
But hopefully in time,
they'll be good

Topic(s) of this poem: people


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 6, 2017



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