Who Is This ? (poem) by Erica Ivory on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

living in NY, there are so many homeless people living on the sreets, living uderground in the deep recesses of the subway system ... it is an insurmountable problem that can never really be resolved ... it is somewhat up to the individual but assistance lacks so much in resources ...

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Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

This was so sad and so true, excellent expression Erica, this was so moving,

Reindeer

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Been there, many years ago, never will forget, it can happen again, to anyone...an excellent posting Erica, and the picture says a great deal to this write as well...Peace, Ed & Rufuz

Reviewed by Larry Rochelle

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

And most of us look away, look away, as we walk by, and many of these homeless are vets from previous wars wwho have been put back on the street because of budget cutting caused by the right-wing NO MORE TAX crowd.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Yep. Been there. Done that. The only thing that keeps those down there are two reasons, mental problems, or mental problems. Oh, that is just one thing, huh? You have to hate where you are at so much that nothing will deter you from climbing out of that rat hole. It can be done. It is done each and every day. But you must first WANT to climb over the trash and become a person again.

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Moving write Erica and it could happen to any
one of us....very sad and touching...floria

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Very powerful piece Erica!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

Thanks to my ex I was homeless for two years, but I used it to grow, get strong, and win, ened up paying heaps for a hostel fire escape, now I love my little home, she took all, I've earned and took many thousands from my bank by fraud, but this has lead me to AD, and Michelle, so if this happens to anyone there is a way out. Faith is the answer, my only possesion was a small bible, I trusted every word, now happiest ever, apart son fighting.

Bloody great write, I was treated third claSS, heart and God said different..

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on April 17, 2004

(((erin)))

this tore my heart out--because i was there, once

captured vividly and dramatically, this pulls no punches--thank you

(((HUGS))) and love, karla.

we are only one turn away from being there ourselves, perhaps--it happened to me