Susie
26 February, 2006
Author: Ben Franklin
Sores on feet,
blisters on Hands,
constant Aching head
a Living example of the walking dead.
She walks the street,
the cold wind hitting her rosy cheeks
Like an ocean of razor sharp knifes,
she never used to be jealous of other people,
but she is now ever so envious of other peoples lifes.
Many days go by without something to eat,
for something simple like a biscuit
she would gladly give you the shoes on her feet.
Looking at her like an animal
as she goes through the Bin,
pointing at judging at her character,
when in truth our we are living the biggest sin.
We all know a Susie who sits on a urine
smelling step asking for our help,
so please dont look at her strange,
please give her some much needed change.
------- Author's Notes -------
Many a time we walk past the homeless and pretend that we did not hear them as we walk on by,when deep down you know you feel guilty for not turning around,or Whistling as we cross over the road.If you dont have the change then fair enough,but at least Acknowledge their Existence . |
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