Here’s a person who’s lost a lot,
Only having what he’s got.
Making ends meet from day to day,
Even when things a= re not going his way.
Living out here in the cold,
Expecting some help law and behold.
So he can survive the natural way,
Surely that’s easy, or is it I say.

Pleasuring himself by writing words,
On bits of paper, to be heard.
Enhancing his future, for the best,
That’s the homeless poet’s request.

©2008 By Dr. Geebers.
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