The homeless man

by johnnys_princess   Jun 13, 2006


He'd say its very cold out here
i've been living on the streets for almost a year
cigarettes stubbed out in his face
life on the streets is an absolute disgrace
his bed is just a thin cardboard box
boy oh boy he took some knocks
swallowing his pride he sits and begs in the rain
no one can even see or hear his pain
searching in bins for scraps of food
people walk past and are so rude
dreaming of a day he'd have a place to call home
and maybe a pet so he wasnt alone
so please dont stare at this poor lonely man
some food ,spare change, help if you can

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  • 17 years ago

    by ♥kazza♥

    O m g, this iis really great... i loved it...

    5/5

    kazza

  • 17 years ago

    by Robert

    I love this poem, great message to it. keep up the good work, ur a great poet.

  • 17 years ago

    by Sean Allen

    Good rhyming, and interesting topic -- it isn't one you hear very often. I try to give homeless people food instead of money, since some homeless people earnestly use money for things they need, while others squander it on some of the wants that got them there in the first place.

  • 17 years ago

    by J Lau

    Hard topic to write, but you pulled it off with flying colors. I'm not too sure about the flow as you seemed to have concentrated too much on the rhyme scheme. In my opinon it might sound better in free style, but then most of mine are so maybe I'm basis. Great write anyways. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by VYXSIN

    Omg thats sad! i dont think i will evr be able to look at the homeless the way i used to. your poem is soooo touching and so sad

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