Email Author
rickthepoetwarrior@protonmail.com
Category:
Mainstream
Publisher: RickthePoetWarrior
ISBN-10: 1987896548
Type: Fiction
Pages: 91
Copyright: Dec 2018
ISBN-13: 9781987896541
Price: $4.95 (eBook)
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
Homeless, the new label for being poor, is one of society's oldest and constantly growing populations.
What to do?
Well, just give them a 'home' 'somewhere else' so they won't roam in your backyard of course.
Then when the next round of economic disasters hits (by 'ovresight/glitch/or alcohol) TheRich will receive a better reward for their 'generosity'.
Anyways, there is one homeless man fighting back.
Take this you non-homelessers.
Excerpt
Rosed Beef*
By God's Good Grief
I pen this leaf
No more, free roast beef dinner
For homeless fare
Please goat elsewhere
Upside-digs soon be here
Old church scene sold
For sale sign told
Economy named sinner
The church bell rung
The closed sign hung
Buy God Thee feels a winner
Yet somewhere deep
Dead feeling creep
Somehow we're all the thinner
* For 25 years once a month the First Metropolitan Church has fed the homeless a roast beef dinner. The last was served in 2015.
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