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Rated: E · Poetry · Opinion · #2144325
This is a poem that I wrote after seeing a man sleeping alone with a dog at a shut house!
Across every town and every city
There’s a sorry sight for all to see and most won't pity.

We all have seen them those solitary souls
Whose lives have been changed beyond their control?

With sometimes only a dog for them to call a friend
Their love and company they both do depend.

Asking for some change, just to see this life through
Collecting enough cash, eventually for a nice warm brew.

Busy folk go about their lives, rushing on by
Trying to ignore the pile of damp old clothes nearby.

Under those clothes was once a proud person
Now they think they are just a problematic burden.

I despair at the fact that we seem to do more
For the freeloaders and immigrants, none that are poor.

When will we sort the problems that are closer to home
These problems that unfortunately won't ever go and roam.

So in a cardboard box in a lonely doorway or a dark alley
Is the place you will often find
These poor souls whose lives have simply gone astray, alone, sadly.
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