Homeless Perspectives - A Poem
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This isn't a problem subject to one place.
This is a problem that grows in areas unknown.
They hide in caves.
The hide in forests.
They hide in areas they know no one will go.
While yes, they're safer here,
And no, we don't have many here-
They're still here.
They come out in the daylight and stand on the corner.
They ask politely, "may I have a quarter?"
No.
No.
Yes. Here's a dollar.
No.
Get a job.
They make so little,
It's their innocence that's robbed.
Nobody listens.
Not to us, at least.
We're too far from the source.
"They're better off there–I'm sure they can work."
Maybe this is why everyone goes.
Maybe they're tired of feeling alone.
Maybe.
We shouldn't leave them alone.
Written by Daisy N.
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