daily routine…

copyright 2012 cwmartin

she gathers up
plastic bottles
along the roadside
no place for her pride
to hide
talks to herself
conversations
presented aloud
a voice in the crowd
so proud
she ignores stares
social judgments
rendered by the blind
who refuse to find
words kind
she’s all alone
on crowded streets
carting around bags
full of life’s old rags
hope sags
she turns quickly
her alleyway
finds a place to sleep
then begins to weep
fear’s weep

3 thoughts on “daily routine…

  1. We seem to have so many more homeless begging on every corner, so sad but there are new places being opened for them, hard to get some to come in off the streets.

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