The SystemA Poem by DianePeople who are homeless are often there because the system let them down not by choice..but still we look upon them with contempt.Maybe we should put ourselves in their places for one day..
Think for a minute of what you would do If there was no one to love you and nowhere to go If the bed you were sleeping on was made out of stone No roof to keep the rain out and nowhere was home
What strength you would need to weathere lifes storms Out in the rain and the scorching hot sun Wandering the streets day after day Hoping that someone would look your way
Feeling the sores on your feet start to throb Hoping today you might be offered a job The money in your pockets has gone bar a few coins Just enough left for hot coffee or tea
The looks on the faces of people who pass by you Beyond contempt you are and should not be out here What do they know of your life before this Do they even want to know just how you came to this....
The system let you down just as others like you Little cogs in big wheels they destine our fate Sitting in glass towers in their leather chairs Pretending their decisions will help people like you
Give them a day to live as you are living Let them try sleeping as you are sleeping Hear them moan as they count out their money The system has failed once again my friend....
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4 Reviews Added on March 11, 2008 AuthorDianeEnglandAboutI am doing something that i have always wanted to do since I was a girl..and that is write poetry and short stories..When you write you can put into words what you cannot say to anyone else..only you .. more..Writing
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