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Jan 2017
"What looks, and stares have you when
the homeless appears?
Does your eyes quickly turn away as
if they don't exist, or give a helping hand
of care?
The long hair bearded men with leather jackets hopping of their
Harley's as you cringe in fear.
Suddenly you notice the writings on their backs.
(We Ride For Jesus, Helping The Meek & Mere)
These are just a few that are unruly judged.
Still a bit too many in the field of grudge."
Micahel De Tomasso
Written by
Micahel De Tomasso  Lewisville, Texas
(Lewisville, Texas)   
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