no legs
no heart
bombs like raindrops
have nothing
not even
a tear
what do I have?
two dollars
is cold
coffee feels right
you block me?
why?
I lost me
for you
collectively
cannot you remember?
you hit me
I fall to the ground
silly man
I could **** you
with one finger
I lost legs
you lost compassion
who begs more?
honestly
as I bleed
there dances
one small
tear
for you
When I see society treat the homeless and destitute so bad, it just makes me feel sad, especially knowing some are war vets. And they cant eat poems, which is why I try to give them smiles and food.
