Skid Row

Skid Row

A Poem by Mauricio Montoya
"

being homeless

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Skid row

 

Skid row skid row

 where the homeless roam

Rescue missions are in submission


but

With Three hots,

and a shopping cart

you know

I'm on  a roll

 

Front door real state

Sidewalk landscape

All the comfort I appreciate

A luxuries

no income

can compensate

 

Start my morning early

To the sound of trampling feet

A rhythm I cherished dearly

 every day of the week

 

Programmed social workers

ask

Why are we in this plight?

Mindless counselors

yell

Come and join the fight

 

Soup kitchen to a drop in center

because

I'm a penniless socialite

with Jesus saves

above the door

how can  my future get any brighter

 

Society outlook, may never change

The world owes me nothing, so who do I blame

Maybe it’s my life style, I should rearrange

Will it matter,

i don't think in my life time

it will ever change.

 

               

                      by Mauricio Montoya

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2021 Mauricio Montoya


Author's Note

Mauricio Montoya
This as how it is through my eyes when i was homeless. give me some feedback good or bad your comments are appreciated

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this is spoken in the views of someone who has been there. Knows what the days are like and knows the freedom to it and the hardships as well but tries to remain positive about the conditions. You wrote this with great description and in a way that no one else could unless they have experienced it first hand. This was done with taste and respect.

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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it seems we have quite a bit in common .. I was once homeless many years ago .. (it was hard back then, but it is even harder now) .. and have worked with the homeless now for many years also .. I dont think unless you have been there you can really get your head around it .. can you .. and of course, there are so many misconceptions about how and why anyone becomes homeless .. I very much enjoyed my visit here this mane .. Neville


Posted 1 Year Ago


Mauricio Montoya

1 Year Ago

thank you yes its hard but when I wrote this I was trying to be funny to my hardships lol.
Neville

1 Year Ago


my pleasure, I came back and enjoyed it even more
Everyone deserves a roof over their head. So many reasons people are homeless, mental health problems, ex veterans,, relationship breakups, offenders out of prison, the jobless. I like to talk to the homeless to find out their story over a cup coffee. This could happen to anyone. I often think, there but for the grace of God go I. Written from the perspective of a person who has been there. An excellent read.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mauricio Montoya

1 Year Ago

yeah its tough now there even family's living in cars it bad we need to find an answer thank for dr.. read more
Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

You are welcome Mauricio
This is outstanding poetry. I'm honored to read your writing, I'm going to keep reading tol I've read them all. A debt is owed to you, by each and every person in America. The thought of you being homeless is scandalous, shame on every American, shame on us

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Mauricio Montoya

1 Year Ago

im not homeless I have a home but I can't forget where Ive been, thank you.
D. Mansfield

1 Year Ago

I've been in those same shoes, and glad no more. very relatable your poem
Mauricio Montoya

1 Year Ago

thank you were not alone we all at some point face hard times.
aaaaahhhhhhhhhh the ole 'three hots and a shopping cart' social commentary ... works every time
there is much wrong with this world but more so with us ... the squatters
us that dare to come into the light of days
why is jesus always the price of admission for that we should be providing
DAMN US for living on the bottom rung!

you have grasp of this lop-sided society we or some of us know firsthand
well down ... amazing what a drawing writer can accomplish!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Mauricio Montoya

1 Year Ago

It is what it is, thank you for sharing your thoughts
This is touched my heart :) anyone who has been at rock bottom can probably relate to this, well done :)

Posted 5 Years Ago


Yes it matters. Not all moms throw away their children. As long as my mom was alive she would have took in her wayward children. Where are these peoples family? Valentine

Posted 8 Years Ago


I love that line in the first stanza, describing the three hots and a cart, now I'm on a roll. Great play on words! In the third stanza, the last line reads a bit too wordy. I don't feel it would detract from the poem to drop the "When it happens". Think it would flow better. It feels like this is a feelin' good, be bop poem, but there is a strong undercurrent of sadness and resignation. On the one hand, wanting to be thankful for what is, on the other hand, wanting so much more. Feeling like no matter what you rearrange, society will keep you down. So many in society need to wake up, they are closer to this reality than they know. Excellent write!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Very elegant rhythm with a deep perspective. You described the streets with such imaginative descriptions that aren't far off from reality. It makes it an interesting read as well as a meaningful piece.

Keep Writing. ^___^

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is so wonderful. it interesting to see how some one sees what the world looks like to them. i loved it hun

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very well written! Love the line: Jesus saves above the door!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Mauricio Montoya
Mauricio Montoya

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