Tonight I Go Hungry Again

Empathy, please... Think about the others

Tonight I Go Hungry Again

 

 

I crawl along through the days,

a haze of depression wrapped around me,

dragging me down - slowly killing me.

I hold in my hand a sign,

but as if blind or shoving the image aside,

none seem to see it.

"I will work for food," It reads.

I only ask that you feed me.

 

But "Not today," The faces say,

as they pass by with sneers, or downcast eyes.

I see the animosity and distaste,

and I sense the distrust and the fear.

But who should be the one afraid, here.

 

Looking to the sunset, I ask God why,

as the light fades once more,

and tears moisten weather-worn skin,

I hang my hat in the home of the homeless,

tonight, I go hungry again.

 

 

David Carmichael

The Warrior Poet

December, 1997

Reviews

[luciddreamer]

This one pulls at me...being homeless and scared myself more than a few times in my life, I understand the line of "and I see the distrust and the fear/But, who should be the one afraid here."....good writing :)
Peace
Robin

[Coyote Poetry]

This man is common everywhere. My grandfather taught me to give food to the men at the highway. They were very thankful. Always gave my Grandfather a bless you. I do the same. Old world is getting very hard. We must help each other. A powerful and sad poem.
Coyote