Red is a Youth Center Director who loves writing inspiring poems, stories and articles and publishes them online.
There are homeless people wandering around in almost all cities in world. It is especially true in my country. In some countries, homeless people may be better off that their counterparts in the Philippines. It is in one meeting with a homeless man that I was tried to invoke the feeling of going around with nothing to call home. When he told me his story, I made it to a poem.
On Side Walks
Treading sad under the lonely sky,
Walking alone one day;
Sullen faces passed him by,
Not one attention to pay.
Moving on from one place to another
In search of desperate hope;
All strength he has to gather
For the sickness he needs to cope.
Cold winds blew with the darkness rising;
He sat down beside the street.
Stomach empty and sulking;
Crying for desperate eat.
How long will this take forever?
When do said sad days die?
No one, not one cared ever,
He wishes all but a cry.
Tears in weakness failing;
No strength even to fall.
He waits there for death's ruling;
No, not one will care at all.
© 2019 Red Fernan