GumA Poem by MehamehaHomeless man's realityToday I start to rid my shame Like some freak show, it's not a game I stared before, It's now my turn To hold the sign, and feel the burn Where sun sears skin and shade is love Forsaken soul, touch with a glove "Loser!" "Worthless!" "Go on from here!" My skin now leather, I've nothing to fear Like gum I sit and each one stares Don't step in it, don't show your cares The fearful truth that could be yours I did not get from fighting wars No, I can't stand I never will And now alone I've had my fill Whatever happens, I do not care Just another day, and people stare I wonder what a life could be So free from strife, eagerly free The door slams open, my time has come Repeat performance, just like gum
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3 Reviews Added on May 16, 2017 Last Updated on July 20, 2017 AuthorMehamehaHonolulu, HIAboutClassical guitarist, short story writer, woodworker, disabled in wheelchair. Today I return to homelessness. 5/16/17 more..Writing
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