Life can be rough
and life can be good.
Life can be both
when missunderstood.
Out on the streets
where life is served cold,
striving to survive
are the young and the old.
They eat our food
strait out of the trash.
None wanting to do with
sparing some cash.
Cold are the nights
on those chilly winter days
when I walk down the street
I can feel her gaze.
The gaze of a girl
with nothing to loose,
but the clothes on her back
and her only two shoes.
As I look at this girl
all I feel is the pain.
Of how this world will
remain the same.
this is a really nice poem...sum ppl wouldnt even care about the poor...ur gonna change da world I can tell
The poor will always be with us.All we can hope to do is survive and share.You have a good way of rhyming and raising social conscienceness awareness.Keep writing-we need to be reminded of the less fortunate.A ten from me.BTW I was a hippy and homeless in my younger years but I turned my life around with a little help from my friends.Sometimes all you need is someone to believe in you even if it only yourself. PEACE
I love this poem. I agree with you and feel you on everything you wrote.
hey babe dis poem is badass so much about it in little bit of words
Awesome Poem! I do believe we should do more to help the poor but unfortunetly our government does not want to help.: (keep up the good work!
love the poem dude, it made me think of my home town back in Minnesota it's sad jsut how true your poem is
It gives you a good look about what it is like living on the streets and makes you think. Keep up the good writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
id say a 10 and wat rissa k.night said ur goin to change duh world ^^ yay u!