Someone, please tell me just what did I do wrong?
For a little change, I will sing to you a song.
As I sit here wracked with guilt, this sign does say it all.
I served my country well and yes, I took a fall.
Foreclosure they did call it, when they said I had to leave.
Dazed and bewildered, I had no time to grieve.
I walk the streets alone. My life is now pure hell.
No one even cares that I’m huddled in my shell.
Look at how you live, enjoying happy hour.
Pockets bulged with credit cards. Yes, you have the power.
Sit back, enjoy your life and give no thought to me.
I must not be human since my plight you never see.
I heard these words so long ago, what do they mean today?
“What goes up, must come down.” You, too have ‘feet of clay’.
Will you be the next to have your world crash and burn?
And wonder how your life, did take an awful turn.
I dedicate a song to you and hope you’ll never find,
A world that hates the sight of you and where people are unkind.
Written by,
Shelby I. Courtland
© 2013 Shelby I. Courtland
This is amazing :). You have narrated what a homeless person thinks in a great manner.
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Thank you! Unfortunately, it is because I have been in their shoes and I have never forgotten what it is like.
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nice job shelby, well written. the end reminds me of one of mine only coming from the other side.
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Thank you Brian! I’m glad you like it!
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‘That’s Just The Way It Is’-Bruce Hornsby and the Range
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Reblogged this on Blackittycat's Social Awakening.
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wow.
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Thank you kitty for re-blogging this! Bless your heart!!!
…and thank you Jenny! That one word speaks volumes!!
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Just found this poem. God bless you Shelby a millions times. Thank you so much for your amazing poetry, for what you are what you do.
For now I can’t write more – my tears are falling. Thank you.
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Oh Sky!! Your ‘humanity’ is showing and that is a great thing! It is I who thank YOU!!!
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