I am homeless
but, I am not hopeless
or even worthless
I can sing, dance, or even make things.
I am a person with thoughts and feelings
I eat, breath, and even get cold or sick.
You don’t like how I look?
Well Hi how are you? I am Susan, Rachael or even Rick.
Your hate, disgust or even prejudice is like an open book
and you say my smell offends you
I have no soap, running water or even a shower
so how do you think I feel when I have to live with it my dude?
I give advice, a smile, watch your dog outside the store, and if I could give ur little girl a flower
I am hungry not a thief
I am homeless not a beast
I even laugh -come sit, tell me a joke and you will see
lets have a talk -my intelligence might shock you because it amazes me
how a person with all this life to give
but Im not worthy enough to sit with your kid
I eat out the trash so what? if you were this hungry u would do what I did
I am not allowed to beg
now in jail, my crime- outside on the ground sleeping in a bag
don’t ever feed me or you will be just as bad
just point, laugh, and shake your head in disgust
cuz all I am allowed to do is whither away in the dust
What can WE do to help???
Life and Love as Always
Queen Goddess Inanna