The Greatest TestA Poem by pinkasylumOne of man's greatest tests ........ homelessness. It is one of America's sad realities for the mentally ill, and with not the proper support, we will continue to lose them to the streets.
I live off the threads of my desperate friends prayers on deep bended knee, the long wretched night the terror inside grasping the mind an it's panic'd psyche days linger with rapid train thoughts incessantly cruel bathing in the cool quiet solitude wherever I can find it tired now, cant see or make way to the other still side a beacon, my enduring faith and simple humility invisible to the naked eye, I walk alone my path now leads directly to the Divine
© 2011 pinkasylumAuthor's Note
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Added on June 9, 2011 Last Updated on July 5, 2011 AuthorpinkasylumAZAboutA woman taking refuge here from the outside world, colliding images with words, every poem a prism of reflection. I am new to writing, a tender new bud, here to learn, make friends, support and be ins.. more..Writing
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