Sunday, March 27, 2005


Lost thought-Like the homeless man-Living day to day, facing closed doors-No where to stay-Sleep where it must, struggling to survive in a world of pain- Grounded -Chained to circumstances. Poor man- He does not need your pity, or your sympathy-He wants your money!-He needs a drink- and why wouldn’t he?A mind alteration- To freeze his situation- Drunk, tired- Give him a warm place to dream.

1 comment:

doogie hauser M.D. said...

wow big sis i had no idea u were such a good and well versed (get the pun) poet.