Homeless 

Homeless man sitting in the corner 

Of a car park that leads to the shops,

Homeless man sitting in the corner

Of a car park hoping someone will stop,

Offer him a coffee or a tea a sandwich or something to nourish him.

As I see him sitting there in a state of cold despair,

I wonder why and what happened to his life and why no one cares,

Apart from three random person who stops

And shows him kindness and compassion,

Through the offering of drink and food.

But is this enough because on every corner there are more

And maybe we should address the problem at the core,

That with so many people who have way too much,

How are there people that just don’t have enough.

Does this define the failing of the state

And an obvious decline of how people a treated in society today.

So many questions,

To few answers

And so the problem just goes on and on,

Until we become sanitised 

And learn not to see,

They become blind to our eyes

So we no longer see,

The homeless man sitting in the corner 

Of a car park that leads to the shops

Homeless man sitting in the corner

Of a car park hoping someone will stop.

9 responses to “Homeless ”

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    1. Thank you for your kind words. Much appreciated.

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  4. There is an epidemic of selective blindness. People don’t see them. When they do, the memory is brushed away with the sandpaper of indifference. Nice poem.

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      1. You are welcome.

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