A lonely old man without a home
A lonely old man no one wanted
To acknowledge sat on the corner
Being off his rocker
As people believed,
For he talked about nonsense
And he smelled like a dump
So we all walked away
From this glimpse at ourselves
And threw him aside because
Of the fear he entitled
Within our breasts,
That we never recognized or
Made any efforts to do so.
?Excuse me, ma?m, got some change
For some food??
He cried out to me
As all around rejected him so
He was persistent on me
I guess he thought I looked kind...
But I turned him away...
In light of no assertive stand
That I've been taught
I conformed to the norm
Surrounding the place
And sold out my heart
And a lonely old man
Without a home,
Who knew too much within
His eyes that feared them all
Including me, and I thought I was strong.
Abandoned a person
Who dared to accept
The mistakes and hardships,
That lead him this way.
They all laughed at him
And jeered at his appearance
And I walked away
Like a weak little worm
Silencing the outrage
My conscience thought it
Had taught me.
I left him alone,
This old man without a home
But the streets and their
Cold, hard realities
He adapted to learn
From his own choices.
But we didn't care
We just walked away
From this smelly, crazy
Old bum who knew nothing.
Yet, somehow I knew
He was the wise one among
All the educated fools
Who walked to their homes
And I didn't protest
I just simply walked away
From a hungry old man
Who had to call the street his home.
This crazy old man without a home.
But I was the strong one
I was the one who fought for what's right,
No sir, don?t look at me like that
Please don't, I'm wrong.
What will become of me
If I ever become a little crazy woman
Without a home...
Will they think then,
That I am so strong?
Age 19