Poem:Homelessness

My home can be everywhereor nowhere

My home can be everywhere
or nowhere

My daily meals consist of anything
Or nothing

My knick-knacks and baubles
are the clothes I wear

My money is only what

others give me.

I am a being.

I am human.

I am homeless.

If only people could see

where I stand and

help me through

this all.

Will this loneliness

ever end?
Will I begin a new life?

Does anyone care?

Because    I   am   here.

I   am   real.

I cannot be ignored.

I am a person.

I am alive.

And...

I am homeless.

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