Tell me what you want to know.
Rainy days included, storms do pass
Under the bridge the homeless huddle around a fire trying not to cause too much trouble.
Together their eyes vacant, some stumble some stutter.
Hoping society will give them a second glance, a second chance.
Posted on 2020-11-03, in POETRY-FREESTYLE/IN YER FACE/EXPERIMENTAL and tagged creative outlets, Emotions, hope, Human rights, humanitarian issues, Life, poems, poetry, society, writing prompts. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.