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The Concrete Poet
Poems
Feb 2019
Below 0° and alone in a bus shelter
Everyone is out here just trying to live their life
The ups the downs and how at times life cuts like a knife
The homeless are forgotten while the wealthy are cheered
Left to die in a bus shelter, alone with their frozen tears
I feel genuine sorrow and pain for the way that man felt he deserved to die
I can't ever imagine what he said in his last words as he shivered and looked up towards the sky
All that I know is when I first heard this story, I broke down and cried
But now he is wrapped in Heaven's warmth and by Jesus has been glorified
The pain of his earthly body and mind is forever no more
For now...
now he sleeps in a place with no more doors or frigid floors
Sleep warm tonight my friend
No more frozen tears for you tend
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