Alot of people have no home,
No place to be, to call their own.
Small things to them mean so much,
A drink of water or moldy lunch.
A blanket, pillow, one or two.
They need this stuff, just spare a few.
They arent noones, they had a story,
But homelessness has lost their glory.
Posted 12 February 2013 - 08:19 PM