For What I Have Lost
By kayla newman
No roof above our heads,
No bed that we can rest on,
No money in our pockets,
No kitchen that i can cook in,
No food for me to cook,
No comfort, safety and warmth
We once had these things
That a family shall have
But not that's all forgotten
And way back in the past
But all we have now
Is each other and our love
For I have no pity
My sorrow will improve my strength
And maybe one day we won't be homeless again.
WELL THIS POEM IS ABOUT A SOCAIL ISSUE WE HAVE IN THIS WORLD WHICH IS HOMELESSNESS
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