Street Life

A poem about what life on the streets can be like

Living on the streets,

doing what you must.

When there's no one you can trust.

Turning tricks for a pimp,

unless you want to die.

Shooting up the drugs,

and trying to avoid

those gangster thugs.



Sitting in jail,

wishing you could leave.

But, knowing there's a judge

you'll have to please.



Lying in the morgue.

Wondering where you'll dwell,

and hoping it's not hell!