Thousands of people passing by me each day.
Just give a little donation is all I pray.
From sleeping on the hard concrete my body is in pain.
But it does not compare to the ice cold rain.
The hunger is unbearable.
The conditions are terrible.
I used to be like you, but now I'm simply a lousy mess.
But who would ever care for the homeless.
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My Awesome Poems (Poetry)
PoetryRank #928 in Poetry on the 6th of June 2017 (06/06/17) Here are my awesome poems as well as sayings and random stuff to make your day. I was given the courage to do this by some amazing people. Thank you for the complements. These people are: Voltag...
