HOMELESS

Life on the streets beggars belife finding place to huddle down isolation utter frustration bullied or abused, fingers pointed accused . Food for thought,a layered cake of impints thats empty of nourishment, a question of addiction an easy prediction. Poverty endured by the strong for far to long, bound by circumstance and politics an equal share of the pie eaten by others you or i , who would steal who would borrow peace of mind for the undone others.