Cheryl is a poet, freelance writer, author, and former newspaper columnist. She has degrees in Psychology and Biblical studies
He seeks shelter from the rain
His clothing says he is not allowed
No way to escape his pain
He simply gets lost in the crowd
Men, women, girls, and boys
Walk past him every day
As if he is invisible
They never have anything to say
He's hungry, dirty, in need of sleep
He's broken shelter rules
Mental illness keeps him bound
So he sleeps outside on the ground
Lost in a sea of daily faces
That pass by without a glance
All he needs is for one kind soul
To offer him a chance
Cheryl E Preston (author) from Roanoke on September 19, 2019:
Thank you all for your comments. I see people like this every day and it is so sad.
Elijah A Alexander Jr from Washington DC on September 18, 2019:
Cheryl, the Christ said "the poor will always be with us" and his teachings on how to live "Saintly" as described in Matthew 6:24-34, 8:20-22, 19:29 & John 3:8 is proof that all saved people has the appearance of being "Lost in a Sea of Faces."
Lorna Lamon on September 18, 2019:
Mental health is so difficult to cope with and even more so if you live on the streets. Your poem highlights the need for all countries to do more in helping these people live dignified lives. All it takes is a want to help and compassion to do so.
Ann Carr from SW England on September 18, 2019:
This is a heart-rending peace, beautifully written.
All around the world this happens - it shouldn't be so in this day and age.
Shannon Henry from Texas on September 17, 2019:
This is such a touching poem. So sad and all too real.