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Professor Gloom Member Elite
since 2000-07-23
Posts 3082of Depression |
Walk the tired and dirty city street Wrapped in foundling rags and no shoes on feet, Watch the bright shiny cars speeding by her With eyes that see nothing but a dull blur Rest on the stoop of abandon dwellings, Endlessly walking has her feet swelling. Woke by children who stop to laugh and jeer She scurries off to find escape from fear. The shelter helps her for only one night And she leaves to walk with the mornings light For shelters are under funded these days Meager support to the poor that can’t pay, There is no penny for a spool of thread, Or half a dollar for a loaf of bread. Gloom |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Definitely a true picture painted with your words Prof. Gloom. There was a woman here in Phoenix who lived on the street, pushed two shopping carts with her belongings and had two black dogs with her. Her family tried and tried to get her to stay with them but she refused. She was mentally ill and felt more at home on the street. She died a few years ago - it was such a sad life. |
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