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Tramp

Contributed by ju1cy on Wednesday, 11th July 2007 @ 12:27:53 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



There he lies,
on his side,
on the floor,
with the dirt and diesease,

People point and stare,
with uncaring eyes,
But he knows what they think,

He hobbles into town,
to beg for food,
maybe some money,
Or a crum of bread,

He has not eaten for days,
He wishes he was dead,

At 67 this man has been forgoten,
Who won a war
for British shores.

And a bullet
in his hand.

His torn clothes,
and his long beard,
his big shoes,
spending every night in fear,

No home or friendly hand held out in welcome,
No cheery glow of fire, no warmth of food,
there is none,
No shelter when the cold wind blows,
No refuge from the sleet and snow;
In a harsh uncaring world he knows
He has neither friend or foe.





Copyright © ju1cy ... [ 2007-07-11 12:27:53]
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Re: Tramp (User Rating: 1 )
by sadaddy on Wednesday, 11th July 2007 @ 12:44:27 PM AEST
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The feeling of compassion is felt in every word that you have penned. It kept me reading from beginning to end. My your heart be filled with peace and joy each and everyday.

sadaddy


Re: Tramp (User Rating: 1 )
by deadheadpoet on Wednesday, 11th July 2007 @ 02:06:37 PM AEST
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Very compassionate write. It is hard to believe the way some people live and survive in this world....some overflow with riches while others like the homeless are forgotten and alone. Truly a tragedy that a man be so messed up from a war that they can't find their way back home again.....(I think you know my meaning there).

Much peace,
Laura


Re: Tramp (User Rating: 1 )
by jenniferstein2006 on Wednesday, 11th July 2007 @ 03:22:32 PM AEST
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Kinda sad :( but very good write!




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