On the streets there are many people with a story you have no clue about – so don’t judge just because they are without a home.

HOMELESS

Alone – and without a friend,

By himself – he’s clothed by wind,

No joy today – it is so cold,

He’s only thirty but looks so old,

The rain can fall and soak him through,

Without good clothes he may turn blue,

Once full of promise and looking cool,

Who knew he’d fall so far from school,

Out on the street, so harsh to live,

Life’s on the edge, and it won’t give,

Any help to those it meets,

The man, his friends, out on the streets,

Don’t be cruel, you don’t know his story,

One day you might just fall from glory,

Alone – and standing in the wind,

With someone – clothed by a friend.

PTR May 6, 2010

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  • Minister Marlene on Oct 13, 2010

    I have been homeless in a homeless shelter. But to God be the glory for he has lifted me on High by was of Christ. Last year was my first year of cooking Christmas eve dinners for the homeless. I was homeless 14 years ago and no one really understands the homeless, not even those who work with the. But those who were with them are mostly, very, very kind and caring. But those homeless on the street have no real help.
    This year my son and I would like to be part of ” Midnight Run”. Midnight run is a non-profit that drives about in the streets giving food and care to the homeless out in the open
    Your poem reminds us to think of others and have compassion.
    Good stuff. I’m off now to do some other reading. I’ve enjoyed and will continue as your fan. Also keep up with my articles and please leave a comment, I’m interested in all you have to say.

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