Poem: The Homeless and me!
Introduction!
You could have being on the street seen as a homeless person, but by grace we are not. Does it make us better people than them? Some homeless people are better people than us!
This poem was written to show God's grace, He does not chose one person above the other, why do we?
The Homeless and me!
I look up
The sky so blue
No cloud to see
Warmth so clear
Waves of pleasure
Caress my skin
No care in the world
Winter’s gone
Spring in the air
Life all around
Green on the trees
Flowers in bloom
Life moves on
City rushes by
Homeless snores
The pavement his bed
The warmth his blanket
Cement his pillow
No one cares
How could he dare?
Sleeping in my way
Rushing by
Avoiding the smell
Looking away
I did not see
Danger to be
My last day
The pavement and me
My last place to be
The homeless and me
The light I see
This was not suppose to be
Youth protested in me
I am too young to die
The homeless
His time could be
Nobody will miss him but me
I did not expect Thee
Could my time be up?
The Book I see, what could it be?
My name should be
Judgment shall be
The homeless and me
Look and see
The way not walked
Your heart unclean
Sins so much
Unwashed by the Blood
Your name not found
The homeless turns
Look and see
His heart so clean
The Blood is there
No sin
His name is here
This could not be
Look again to see
If my name is to be
The homeless
His name should not be
My name, where could it be?
Come here My homeless friend
This mansion yours will be
Behold and see
Heaven is opened for thee
The pavement behold
Golden streets for thee
The book is closed
My name not found
Cast away from here
I ‘m lost but he’s found
The flame is to remind
The wages of sin will be
The question remains
Is your name captured?
In the book of life
Bought by the Lamb?
Or will you be ashamed
Naked and in pain?
This could have being you!
Wikipedia:
Homelessness describes the condition of people without a regular dwelling.
People who are homeless are most often unable to acquire and maintain regular, safe, secure, and adequate housing, or lack "fixed, regular, and adequate night-time residence. "The legal definition of "homeless" varies from country to country, or among different entities or institutions in the same country or region.
The term homeless may also include people whose primary night-time residence is in a homeless shelter, a warming center, a domestic violence shelter, cardboard boxes or other ad hoc housing situations.
American Government homeless enumeration studies also include persons who sleep in a public or private place not designed for use as a regular sleeping accommodation for human beings.
Poem
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The homeless hero!
Comments
Nice to think of the homeless, those in Somalia dying of hunger!
- AUTHOR
Thank God that we are not Homeless, God's grace is with us, but we see so many Homeless around us, what do you do when your paths crosses?
Nice to think of the homeless in our day.
Very nice. How easily we look at those less fortunate and think we are so much better; when the condition of our hearts are more important than the condition of our clothes.
The Homeless is a very sad situation. We see them all the time and you are right many look right through them. I wish each of us could do one thing each day for one homeless person and give them their hope back! Beautiful poem!! Thank you!!
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