HOMELESS
“I am not a piece of trash”, she said;
I once had a life and a home.
But circumstances left me here,
homeless and all alone.
I want to live a normal life,
with family, a yard and friends,
but all I see from where I sit
is a road that has no end.
I travel from street to street,
as the world ignores my cries;
at night I feel so sad and scared,
I wish sometimes I would die.
So if you see me on your block,
won’t you please be a little kind?
Remember, but for the grace of God
you too could be in this bind.
“I am not a piece of trash”, she said;
I once had a life and a home.
But circumstances left me here
homeless and all alone.
© Forrest Phelps-Cook
LOS ANGELES - Having lost her job and her
three-bedroom house, Darlene Knoll has joined
the legions of downwardly mobile who are four
wheels away from homelessness.
She is living out of her shabby 1978 RV, and every
night she has to look for a place to park where she
won't get hassled by the cops or insulted by residents.
'I'm not a piece of trash,' the former home health-care
aide said as she stroked one of five dogs in her cramped
quarters parked in the waterfront community of Marina del Rey.
By forrestc
© 2008 forrestc
(All rights reserved)
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