Tuesday 8 September 2015

My homeless poem

Homeless By George


Homeless
Nothing
Not a penny
Money please
Naa mate
Every day
That’s all I hear
My beds a mat
Bestfriend
A rat
Money bucket
A hat
Empty
Like my life
Depressed
Weak
Ignored
Hungry
Thirsty
Desperate for a helping hand
Like living in a horror movie


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