The
homeless in the city
In
the back lanes they walk
Scouting
for food to feed the empty hollow
The
lost hope, the time, and the future
Once
they were full of dreams
They
came to the city to seek fame
The
desires of good living and prosperity
They
fell deep into the dark pit
Some
will say they fall into deep depression
They
can't recover to seek the light
They
don't care of what they have become
They
have drown into their own sorrow
Some
will say they are the runaways
They
leave home to get freedom
They
can't live in a controlled environment
They
want to live like the wind
The
homeless in the city
Watch
them in the days and nights
They
watch their world go by
They
are used to the stares and remarks
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