General Poetry posted July 6, 2023


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A homeless man that has found a home

Last Sleep

by jacquelyn popp

  Saddened eyes look upward
  To glorious colors of a sunset.
  I'm not sure where I will sleep tonight
  Or for supper what I will get.
 
  Another sleepless night as I wander these streets.
  If the the shelter isn't full, then I'll get a warm bed and a hot meal to eat.
  I'm tired, cold, and mostly alone
  Life used to be good but I  lost everything, and now I have no real home.
 
  My family has nothing to do with me
  I guess because they are ashamed.
  Things that I thought would never happen made life this way for me
  But I am not to blame.
 
  The shelter isn't full so tonight I will sleep.
  Tonight I will rest, and it will be different from the nights that I weep.
  The morning is here, and I hear different sounds
  Sadness, surprise, disbelief, the voices seem to be all around.
 
  "He was young.", some of them say
  " I can't believe that he went to sleep and is gone.", on this 21st day of May.
  This is my story, as I will no longer wander on the town streets
  I went to my home this morning, when I had my last sleep.
 
 
  
 
 
  
  

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I have seen a lot of people homeless, and think of them as I write this poem. And how many younger people have died on the streets, without having a home.
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