Homeless Poem by Kayanja Ronald Edwin

Homeless



Sad eyes wink in the dark,
Frozen hair masking his face
The lines of grey,
Around his chin to the temples,
Telling stories of his past,
Silently folding on a moldy cardboard
With a running nose
bleeding on the street

Wednesday, February 8, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Leah Ross 08 February 2017

we see them everywhere not a thing can be done we spend more on war

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Kayanja Ronald Edwin 08 February 2017

indeed we do and silently we judge to make it worse

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