Homeless 

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Homeless man sitting in the corner

Of a car park that leads to the shops,

Homeless man sitting in the corner

Of a car park hoping someone will stop,

Offer him a coffee or a tea a sandwich or something to nourish him.

As I see him sitting there in a state of cold despair,

I wonder why and what happened to his life and why no one cares,

Apart from three random person who stops

And shows him kindness and compassion,

Through the offering of drink and food.

But is this enough because on every corner there are more

And maybe we should address the problem at the core,

That with so many people who have way too much,

How are there people that just don’t have enough.

Does this define the failing of the state

And an obvious decline of how people a treated in society today.

So…

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About Kenneth T.

My blog, My way Welcome to a little piece of my life. Here you will find things concerning my everyday experiences and or my thoughts on everyday happenings. For instance you may find thoughts of my Farmstead, which is as my wife calls it, our Accidental Farming life. Perhaps on a whim, I might just jump on a soap box about what's going on with my crazy family (the immediate one, that is).~You don't need to put a penny in the coin slot for any commentary there~ You may find, new additions to what I call "Hobby-time". Ahh yes, my hobby... I make pinback buttons (some call them badges). Sorry for the shameful plug ;-) *** And then there is the outside the box or "Offtrack" thinking, part of me. Which can be anything else from aliens to the zoology of the Loch Ness monster, but will probably be more mundane as health concerns, for instance, to vaccinate or not. Is the Earth Flat or is it Hollow? Is there a dome? Is any of it real? Do you really want to know? Police brutality and the continuing corruption of established government, Big Business, Big Oil, Big Brother. Can we survive? Should we survive? The coming montrary collapse. There is so much going on, more then we see outside our windows.
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