Friday, December 4, 2009

Poem ,comments ?

Helen lives her life



Walking to her own tune



Looks like rain



Lives in a post modern dream



A punch drunk reality



A picture from hell



A life of uncertainty



A life fallen from the trees



She lives out on the streets



A phantom of the opera



Living out of soup kitchens



Living like a dog



God hasn’t answered her prayers yet ?



Wear she carries her pain



A friend called Jack Daniels



Is right by her side



Smiles and talks to her



When she’s fallen” on hard times



I know it’s, tragic %26amp; sad



Ophelia wants to meet her



To most of us



fortunate and brave



Who never whimper or wail



Helens just another



fallen angel



Passerby



scavenger



Nobody wants a



Dump next door



A ghost in denial



Compressed to live out



The rest of her life



In a run down shelter



For the poor and the lame



Poem ,comments ?playhouse



So touching and so sad. It makes me want to go find her and help her. :) It brings the cause of the homeless to mind. Beautiful job.



Poem ,comments ?plays opera theater



beautiful :)
Very nice.

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