Homeless

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Do you ever see the faces at the side of the road?

Do you ever want to take them under your wing,

Save them, end their suffering?

Not just the human beings but the others too.

Broken souls take on many forms,

And if gathered together would make heart breaking swarms.

Homeless,

Loveless.

Just trying to survive.

You don't know how hard it is for them just to stay alive.

Yet nobody cares...

Left deffensless with all of their scares,

Will my children die?

Will I leave them here?

Constantly beaten down by the fear,

That they will get murdered,

Hurt.

I see a tear,

Run down your cheek.

Afraid your child won't last another week.

While the ones who could save you,

Don't see you there,

They're blind to it all,

Don't care if you fall.

Dear reader,

Don't you want to stand up?

Take her hand,

Love this child,

Laying in the dirt and sand.

Living in the cold,

Dying on the road.

Come on,

Be bold!

See the faces,

Make a change.

Love the loveless,

Help the broken,

Because each little token,

And word softly spoken,

Is a gift from above,

Taking their fears away on the wing of a precious dove.

　

Author's Note

I see a lot of homeless people in my town, begging for money or sifting through the trash cans. I've even met a pregnant woman with nothing to her name who was traveling to Georgia. She and her husband became my best friends and I'll never forget them as long as I live.
I hope this piece encourages people to help the homeless people and all the homeless animals out there as well.

Reviews

[Tai Ryens]

Nice take on a piece promoting generosity (get it?! The pun?).
Although, I don't take too kindly to helping the homeless. Some of them need support and a leg to stand on, yes, but I've seen how some of them piss away their lives. Having seen my grandmother siphon out extra funds from her constricting income and spilling it into helping a homeless person get an apartment only to find he completely wasted the opportunity and used all the extra funds on cigarettes and alcohol, I don't have much trust for them any longer (especially after her willingness to help when she barely has enough for the necessities!).
If ever I do decide to help, I buy them food first: to which most of them instantly refuse and ask for money instead.

[Bluefire]

That's a good idea and I'm very sorry for what happened to your gramma. I totally get where you're coming from but not every homeless person is like that, you just gotta find the ones who really need your help and will appreciate it instead of waste it. ^^ Thanks for reading and reviewing!

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

You write what is in your heart - that can never be wrong (technically speaking, a maxim but it's mostly true). Sadly, in order to accomplish your stated goal this will need a wider audience. I suggest you start by doing readings... street corners, coffee shops, parks ... anywhere you can find an audience. Develop an activism strategy that empowers others to carry your message with a commitment to action. But beware.. do not collect one dime yourself. Research "the charities" that focus on your cause and then "suggest" actions that direct energies/resources in their direction. In this way you provide no venue for those who would be your enemy; and you will have enemies. Be well, do good work and keep writing, Bluef.

100 burning candles

[Bluefire]

Thank you so much! And that soundslike a great idea, thanks for the advice! ^^

[InsanityWriter]

I really like this piece, a little bit of the rhyme seems forced though, and that's my only criticism. :) Whenever I can, I try to talk to homeless people and give them any spare change I have. Some of them are the nicest people you could meet. :)

Nicely done. (:

100/100!

[Bluefire]

Yeah, I got kind of lost a couple of places into it. v.v Thanks for reading and reviewing and being honest! ^^ And I agree, most all of them are very nice!