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Less homes

October 17, 2022
By Jogie_2004 BRONZE, St. Paul, Minnesota
Jogie_2004 BRONZE, St. Paul, Minnesota
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Sleeping in the street

No one thinks twice about me

They see me as dirty and unclean 

I just am in desperate need 

Of food, water, shelter, 

All of these being basic human needs

They seem me on the street with my cardboard sign 

Thinking i’m just pretending 

So they yell slurs as they zoom away

I am told to go stay in shelters

But I don’t think they realize the dangers.

So I stay in nature's domain 

Barely able to afford a bottle of water 

I wait here as time passes on 

As the world forgets about me 

I lay my head on the park bench 

And drift into sleep.


The author's comments:

This poem is meant to bring awareness to the struggles that homeless people face on a daily basis.


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