On the corner another homeless man looking for a helping hand
No one knows what I’ve gone thru , if it happened to me
It can happen to you.
I felt invincible and nothing can put me down
Now I find myself sleeping on the ground.
The sky is my roof and the ground is my bed
A pile of leaves to rest my head.
My clothes are torn and dirty as well as my feet
My stomach growling , hoping for something to eat.
I’ve forgotten what it is to be loved and have a family
And that’s the way my life used to be.
Not all the homeless are alcoholics as you may think
We are not all looking for a drink.
When you put down on a job application that you
Are living in a shelter , a red flag goes up – and
You’ll be having a drink in your coffee cup.
The only ones that will take a chance with you
Are the ones who know what you’re going through.
The ones that were given a chance to start a new life
Who now have a home and a wife.
Don’t judge us because of what you see
We once had a job, a family and possibly a degree.
JUDGE NOT LEST YOU BE JUDGED
© L , RAMS 052416