my homeless friend and me

my homeless friend and me

A Poem by wizthom
"

i pride myself of being able to talk to anyone regardless of who they are in life

"

------------- Original Message -----------------
From: wizthom
Date: Jun 11, 2008 2:05 PM


tree


wisemanspeeks wrote:

sitting here beneath this old shade tree,

being shelter from all that ails society

my homeless friend and me,

drinking beer while reflecting our state of mind,

while philosophizing about life and time,

how can people complain bout the price of gas,

when there's a empty bus in the mist of a massive traffic jam,

no matter the price of fuel people will pay it ,

to drive their hummers,suvs polluting our precious atmosphere,

with their status stupidity ,of greed whining need,

while blaming others for all their troubles,

i turn to him ,he turns to me,

we begin speak of years gone by,

when a friend wasn't someone you rent to own,

a friend would never ask you to sell your soul,

when a friend stopped by it was just because,

time was like family then,

unlike the people rushing to the feed beast,

that turns this old world,round and round and round and round

with a poisonous frozen viper in one hand,

the calm that adds up to fear in the other,

doing their best to keep their status in life together,

far away from reality mayhem

oh no those fools will sleep with a frozen rattle snake,

waiting for it to thaw just to wonder why it bit them,

they just can't see it's the nature of the beast


they look at us with disgust ,

we look at them with pity,

cause in life the best things are really free,

like good company en lightning conversation,

underneath this old shade tree,

my homeless friend and me,

taking a break from day to day struggles ,

neither one of us know, just where,

we will be tomorrow,

we just pray truth and wisdom to follow us

in a world that has yet to conform us

cause in God we still trust..peace wizthom




homeless


LOVE IS THE FORCE ,THAT RULES US ALL,,

© 2008 wizthom


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I like the way you expressed the idea of the world becoming worse form generation to generation.

In my opinion the last quote is a bit to much, but the idea of the best things in life being fro free is very well positioned, and matches the rest very well.

***** Poem.

A.M.


Posted 16 Years Ago


Gone are the days of front porches where everyone knows each other. Instead we have retreated to back porches and seclusion. There are a lot of good points in this poem. Much enjoyed.

Posted 16 Years Ago


It makes me laugh that people's preference for a truck or suv is deemed as a status trip. Is it a low blow? Or did the few a******s who happen to drive trucks and suvs make the rest of the truck driving society be prejudged as status w****s.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Wise words. If only those who judge realized how close we all are to having the ground for a mattress and our roof, the sky. Barbara

Posted 16 Years Ago


They look at us with disgust ,
we look at them with pity,
cause in life the best things are really free,


wow! a very inspiring poem!
yeah, i myself would rant about how costly things are getting, and right after reading this, i make a note to myself to appreciate simpler but best things in life! thank you for brightening up my day!

Posted 16 Years Ago



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paradise, OH



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i have been called a poet who writes contemporary,but i just look at myself , as a spiritual walker who writes all emotions more..

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i tried i tried

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