A life beyond my own
A life of nothing, yet they are still here
Their few coins hit their old paper cups
For just one meal they beg and plead
On plastic crates that no-one needs
Tattered clothing on bodies thinned
As they turn invisible to but a few
The few that stop and drop a couple cents
Then go on their way
And forget about that person who will sit through the cold night
Without a care as they shiver in the rain
Stuck in a circle
No way to get out
Beg, buy, eat until they die
Some in shelters
Others on the street
Hoping and praying for a fresh day
WOW!!! this is a really amazing poem!!!!! i can see all the care you put into it, with your word choices and ideas and rhymes. one thing though is that i am not sure i understand the poem at all parts. like when you say 'Without a care as they shiver in the rain' who is without a care? the shivering homeless person? anyway, this is a great poem, and i can definitely see the social issues and your writing craft shining through.
ReplyDeleteThis is a touching poem, I really like the first stanza. After reading your poem I got a sense of how life is for a homeless person.
ReplyDeleteWow, Micaela!
ReplyDeleteWhat a thought provoking poem! The effort you put into it really shows, and although I don't understand all of it it's still really good.
It may just be that I can't read into poems. And yeah, it really shows social issues in a intense way.
Good job!
Beautiful poem! Even though you've never experienced this, I can tell that it would be really meaningful for someone who has. It really flowed, and the first two lines were so interesting. Great job, I loved it!
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