homeless not hopeless We are the natives of the street. Holed- up under bridges We are ncessary We are part of your existence Major fragment of the globe As the day chameleons to night You slump in the warmth of your beds and the heat of loved ones We also embrace the cozy Cardboard beds laid on stinks As the night injects us with cool breeze and endurance We sleep and dream And have conference with The indigenes of the elusive world When its day, in bundle we pack our belongings and move on with our days Standing, kneeling and bending to beg for alms just for the day We are pertinent to the society, because we are translators of your dreams Carriers of your burdens Angels, we open gates of your blessing We are the lack that take your lack We are homeless and not hopeless. Please palz collectively we can make the world a better place, dont despise them cause the are the gateway to your dream.
Posted on: Sat, 26 Oct 2013 06:10:05 +0000
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