My Painting of Jenny in her Wheelchair after Forty Operations


why god why
— Judy Joy Jones

why god why
are there so many
dying on our streets
in horrid poverty

why do you
let the homeless
suffer day and night
without a bed
to lay their heads

why do you allow
people to die hungry
and alone
why god why

'you are my hands and feet'
a most tender voice said to me

'when you pass
a homeless man
dying on the street
tis me you see'

'when you reach out
to feed house and clothe
your brothers dying
before your eyes
you will no longer ask
'why god why'

c jj 2020
    The Bones of the Homeless by Judy Joy Jones