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The Forgotten Ones
Is the thrill gone away
Do I have nothing more to say
This is the day I have silently prayed never to come
I cannot hear the beat of my own mental drums
My mind is trying to stay afloat
Waves rocking against my paddle boat
I…
Do you see what I mean
My thoughts have never been this far in between
However, I’m somewhat tinkled pink
Fingers gliding as I think
Giving everything, I got bedsides the kitchen sink
Is the thrill really gone away
Is this the day I have nothing else to add or convey
Mentally flowing day by day
Hoping something strikes my thinking as I lay
So many things the mind goes through
The Highs the Lows
The Mental Blues
Hey, I did like someone’s poem today about the homeless
I can’t fathom not having a place to rest my head or a permanent address
No comforting shoes
Salvation for them is so long overdue
As the poem stated the homeless hold up signs
We ride or walk pass them daily, cannot even toss them a dime
Let alone lend an ear of our time
Its cold outside
I’m sure it has been a million times the bitter winds have heard their cries
Guilt never shields their pride
As a society of people, we take their untidy presence in stride
The bed of my slumber is hard and sometimes cold
A sight to others to look away as they behold
Pushing my cart without a care in world
You know I was once a working girl
My husband’s jeweled pearl
Mishaps and bad decisions have gotten us here
We make it together daily through the grief of our tears
At times they ask the masses for a small handout
Which I know we all have qualms about
So, the next time give the homeless the benefit of the doubt
We do not know how they ended up on their route
Although, you may hear my hands are tied
Get away from me you’re a thorn in my side
I hope this never will be applied worldwide
I do toss coins every once in a while
I have to remember it may be an Angel who returns a smile
Humanity, thank you for showing me the misplaced humbleness of my mind
Everyone here is living on borrowed time
For a minute, I almost forget I could rhyme
One less mountain for me to mentally climb
I’ve read countless thoughts on the homeless through true stories, poems
I wonder if I saw anyone as that on the streets, would my words keep them warm
Would I have dazzled them with my Aquarian charms
Or would I have brainstormed to get each and every one of you back on a higher platform
Sheltering your existence through the darken hour of your storms
Sometimes how you started is not always where your feet will lease
Personally, for me and the powers that be
I have the riddle while living fancy free
French Haitian named given unto me
The universal alliance to the 33rd degree
Using my spiritual key
Not the revelations of the Masonic
My words whispering in your mind as a beautiful symphonic
While keeping it strictly platonic
When your mind is relaxing, you know a state of cerebrally catatonic
I really didn’t have nothing to say
I hope my poem have paved the way
Just remember tomorrow is a new day
To the hopeless and homeless
I will continue to pray
Now I have everything to say and everything to do
Never in life pity a fool
Exception does sometimes prove that rule
Hopefully you never encounter someone being cruel
Copyright©SKC-2022
Do I have nothing more to say
This is the day I have silently prayed never to come
I cannot hear the beat of my own mental drums
My mind is trying to stay afloat
Waves rocking against my paddle boat
I…
Do you see what I mean
My thoughts have never been this far in between
However, I’m somewhat tinkled pink
Fingers gliding as I think
Giving everything, I got bedsides the kitchen sink
Is the thrill really gone away
Is this the day I have nothing else to add or convey
Mentally flowing day by day
Hoping something strikes my thinking as I lay
So many things the mind goes through
The Highs the Lows
The Mental Blues
Hey, I did like someone’s poem today about the homeless
I can’t fathom not having a place to rest my head or a permanent address
No comforting shoes
Salvation for them is so long overdue
As the poem stated the homeless hold up signs
We ride or walk pass them daily, cannot even toss them a dime
Let alone lend an ear of our time
Its cold outside
I’m sure it has been a million times the bitter winds have heard their cries
Guilt never shields their pride
As a society of people, we take their untidy presence in stride
The bed of my slumber is hard and sometimes cold
A sight to others to look away as they behold
Pushing my cart without a care in world
You know I was once a working girl
My husband’s jeweled pearl
Mishaps and bad decisions have gotten us here
We make it together daily through the grief of our tears
At times they ask the masses for a small handout
Which I know we all have qualms about
So, the next time give the homeless the benefit of the doubt
We do not know how they ended up on their route
Although, you may hear my hands are tied
Get away from me you’re a thorn in my side
I hope this never will be applied worldwide
I do toss coins every once in a while
I have to remember it may be an Angel who returns a smile
Humanity, thank you for showing me the misplaced humbleness of my mind
Everyone here is living on borrowed time
For a minute, I almost forget I could rhyme
One less mountain for me to mentally climb
I’ve read countless thoughts on the homeless through true stories, poems
I wonder if I saw anyone as that on the streets, would my words keep them warm
Would I have dazzled them with my Aquarian charms
Or would I have brainstormed to get each and every one of you back on a higher platform
Sheltering your existence through the darken hour of your storms
Sometimes how you started is not always where your feet will lease
Personally, for me and the powers that be
I have the riddle while living fancy free
French Haitian named given unto me
The universal alliance to the 33rd degree
Using my spiritual key
Not the revelations of the Masonic
My words whispering in your mind as a beautiful symphonic
While keeping it strictly platonic
When your mind is relaxing, you know a state of cerebrally catatonic
I really didn’t have nothing to say
I hope my poem have paved the way
Just remember tomorrow is a new day
To the hopeless and homeless
I will continue to pray
Now I have everything to say and everything to do
Never in life pity a fool
Exception does sometimes prove that rule
Hopefully you never encounter someone being cruel
Copyright©SKC-2022
Published 15th Mar 2022
| Edited 16th Mar 2022
Author's Note
This is a musing that fits the mood of my pen. I am saddened for the citizens of New York and the DC area that some deranged person, had gotten the sickening notion to shoot homeless people. What is the world coming too? We are watching a war, trying to arise above a pandemic, then this materialized, a manic who uses the less fortunate as target practice... fucking coward!
Thank goodness they have someone of interest, and the gun does match the recent homicides.
Thank goodness they have someone of interest, and the gun does match the recent homicides.
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Thank you my Queen for praying for the homeless, I will pray for them lost souls also. Keep on writing , you never lose your spark for poetry.
16th Mar 2022 1:09am
That is about the best comment from you to date, my handsome poet.. and I thank you with all sincerity
In regards to the poem, this was written in justice for a mentally unstable man who was murdering homeless people as they lay asleep in New York and the Dc area, it is a blessing he was captured today (03-15-22) in the DC area.. God is good
Please enjoy your Tuesday and when I say be safe in your travels, be valiant as well and have an awesome upcoming Wednesday
In regards to the poem, this was written in justice for a mentally unstable man who was murdering homeless people as they lay asleep in New York and the Dc area, it is a blessing he was captured today (03-15-22) in the DC area.. God is good
Please enjoy your Tuesday and when I say be safe in your travels, be valiant as well and have an awesome upcoming Wednesday
We are both going to have a blessed Wednesday. Be safe out there my Queen.
16th Mar 2022 1:19am
It is sad and at least some of reason my own state has more people who have no shelter is that the solution has no one fit. If ever we need to be holistic it is with this issue.
16th Mar 2022 2:42am
You are preaching to the choir, my King, on that issue, what really maddens me is, we can sign into Congress to send over billions to Ukraine and any other country that ask American for federal aid, but we cannot seem to house our homeless who live on the street.
We have skid role communities in every state, it is the forgotten one that Congress needs to take care of, and I am not speaking just someplace to rest their head when it gets cold,
Homelessness reflects the poor policies of our government, and they say the land of the free, home, and brave.
Thank you for taking the time to read such a sensitive issue, and keep in mind, we are all somehow, one maybe two incomes, and a saving account from being homeless, therefore, please respect their pride where they sleep or roam, and give cautiously when they somehow ask for a handout.
Enjoy your Tuesday evening and have a thankful and rewarding Wednesday
We have skid role communities in every state, it is the forgotten one that Congress needs to take care of, and I am not speaking just someplace to rest their head when it gets cold,
Homelessness reflects the poor policies of our government, and they say the land of the free, home, and brave.
Thank you for taking the time to read such a sensitive issue, and keep in mind, we are all somehow, one maybe two incomes, and a saving account from being homeless, therefore, please respect their pride where they sleep or roam, and give cautiously when they somehow ask for a handout.
Enjoy your Tuesday evening and have a thankful and rewarding Wednesday
16th Mar 2022 2:49am
Well I got knocked offline and lost my lengthy reply.
Basically, I said "hallelujah" to your words. I feel your angst and frustrations too.
I hope that everyone who reads your words goes out tomorrow and does something positive for someone who needs a bump. Your words are sad, but also inspiring.
I appreciate your message!
Basically, I said "hallelujah" to your words. I feel your angst and frustrations too.
I hope that everyone who reads your words goes out tomorrow and does something positive for someone who needs a bump. Your words are sad, but also inspiring.
I appreciate your message!
16th Mar 2022 3:22am
You always grace my canvas with Psalms of encouragement I admire that because it shows the true character of a man, when he is not thinking about self, expressions sometimes are understood in the brevity of the message, and yours beautifully resonates just as loud.
I do hope in this progression we call life, we can shelter the ones, who at one time or another had dreams, and goal, whereas, life may have issued then a detour, sometimes through no fault of their own. Let it be known, there are many homeless citizens right here in America who suffer from mental illness, and cannot seek the proper help, mainly, because no permanent address is given, illiteracy, or no money for the basis necessaries, bus fare, clothing. I could go on regarding their forgotten plight.
Therefore, thank you truly for reading this heartfelt piece, and then making it your own insight tribute to advise the readers who come across this musing to go and take it upon themselves to reach, teach, or preach, that is so priceless within itself.
On that gracious, sentiment. I am wishing you a very restful Tuesday evening, and please enjoy the offerings of the universe as your presence ventures throughout, hopefully for you, a pleasant Wednesday.
I do hope in this progression we call life, we can shelter the ones, who at one time or another had dreams, and goal, whereas, life may have issued then a detour, sometimes through no fault of their own. Let it be known, there are many homeless citizens right here in America who suffer from mental illness, and cannot seek the proper help, mainly, because no permanent address is given, illiteracy, or no money for the basis necessaries, bus fare, clothing. I could go on regarding their forgotten plight.
Therefore, thank you truly for reading this heartfelt piece, and then making it your own insight tribute to advise the readers who come across this musing to go and take it upon themselves to reach, teach, or preach, that is so priceless within itself.
On that gracious, sentiment. I am wishing you a very restful Tuesday evening, and please enjoy the offerings of the universe as your presence ventures throughout, hopefully for you, a pleasant Wednesday.
16th Mar 2022 3:40am
To me it's simple. Man + kind = mankind. I can't be any other way. Every day, be it horrible or wonderful, is a privilege to have a chance to find something to motivate me. Just the thought of a tomorrow is a huge joy. We're lucky to have so much.
16th Mar 2022 11:21pm
And so rightfully so, my poet... It is always a blessing to admire the society with clarity. No bias, no disparity, it does tend to make the world revolve easier.
Thank you reminding humanity there are still good people who contribute their uplifting notations to mankind.. enjoy the remainder of your evening
Thank you reminding humanity there are still good people who contribute their uplifting notations to mankind.. enjoy the remainder of your evening
27th Mar 2022 9:21pm
Thank you for reading such a special musing for me and the worrisome of anyone who is homeless, or facing any type of pf eviction, and it hurt my heart when children are involved.
This is one silent hindrance the government has been slow to eradicate.
Thank God for so many social services, but it becomes a hard-won fight, when the homeless are not properly led to several places to seek social service means to get them off the street and into a residential setting.
I appreciate your feedback my friend, on such a mishap that has gripped many families or individuals from of all sectors of life
Relax into your Sunday evening and may you have an impressive following week
This is one silent hindrance the government has been slow to eradicate.
Thank God for so many social services, but it becomes a hard-won fight, when the homeless are not properly led to several places to seek social service means to get them off the street and into a residential setting.
I appreciate your feedback my friend, on such a mishap that has gripped many families or individuals from of all sectors of life
Relax into your Sunday evening and may you have an impressive following week
27th Mar 2022 10:47pm
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