Southernmost Point of the U.S., Key West, FL (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
This is a poem from a homeless man I met a few days ago. He told me about his blog and allowed me to listen to a CD of the song he wrote.
Kevin is a nice man a little younger than me. He is very friendly and open. I read through Kevin’s blog and, with his permission, I copied this post to share with you.
I will post Kevin’s blog link at the end of the poem if you would like to visit his site. Please be aware there is some profanity and vulgarity. Poetic Drummer Point of view gives a real look at life on the streets and some of the ups and downs in the southernmost point of the United States.
Monday, April 29, 2013
Poem Of The Day Before They Kick Me Out Of The Library
Quick post, gotta go, before I leave, here’s a poem, I wrote today.Written By Kevin Dale Sanders April 29th, 2013
DRY MY EYES, FROM THE TEARS I CRY
LEFT ALONE
WITHOUT A HOME
THE TEARS
I DRY
BY MYSELF
GIVE ME
ANOTHER DAY OF HOPE
WASH AWAY THE PAIN
I WISH
TO DO WITHOUT
NOT MY FAULT
NOT IN THE CARDS
THAT I WANTED
TO BE DEALT
TRAPPED
WITHOUT A PLACE TO GO
TOUGH ROAD
I WISH
NOT TO BE
BUT IT’S A FACT
THAT REMAINS
REALITY
TRYING TO WRITE A SONG
THE ONLY THING
I HAVE LEFT
IN THIS WORLD
SHOOT ME AT THE STAKES
FOR TRYING TO RELIVE
MY MISTAKES
MY MOM
WENT AWAY
BY THE TIME
I WAS FIFTEEN
I WRITE THESE WORDS
TO STAY ALIVE
TO SURVIVE
WHERE THE DAD
I NEVER SEEN
WENT
YOU WOULDN’T UNDERSTAND
I TRY TO EXPLAIN
BUT EVERYTHING
WENT THE WRONG WAY
THE OTHER WAY
I STILL HOLD ON TO A DREAM
NOT EASY
A LOT OF TEARS
I HAVE BEEN THROUGH
I DON’T RECOMMEND
THESE WORDS I LIVE
THE ONLY THING I HAVE LEFT
TO HOLD ON TO
AND GIVE
PLEASE FORGIVE ME
I WISH I
COULD TELL YOU
SOMETHING ELSE
MY ADVICE WOULD BE
HAVE FUN
WHILE YOU CAN
BEFORE YOU FALL
INTO THE GRAVE
REGRET SOMETHING
YOU NEVER DID
I TRIED IN LIFE
THE BEST
THAT I COULD DO
ALL I HAVE LEFT
IS BLOOD TO SPILL
YOU THOUGHT
YOU HAD THE TRUTH
MY REALITY
A LIE
NEVER TOLD
MY PROBLEM REMAINS
STILL UNSOLVED
DRY MY EYES
FROM THE TEARS
I TRY
NOT TO CRY
A PLACE
I RUN AND HIDE
HAVE TO GO THROUGH
THE PAIN
BEFORE YOU GET TO
THE GLORY
JUST ANOTHER
PRICE IN LIFE
YOU HAVE TO PAY
I DON’T RECOMMEND
GOING DOWN
THE SAME ROAD
I HAVE BEEN TO
I’M A CRAZY …(words deleted)-Donna
LIVING ON A DIFFERENT CORNER
WITHOUT THE COST
OF RENT
BUT THE DREAMS
ON THE STREET
ARE NOT THE SAME
AS YOU MIGHT THINK
JUDGE ME
BY THE COVER
OF MY BOOK
TAKE A SECOND LOOK
BEFORE YOU MAKE
A JUDGEMENTAL DECISION
I JUST MIGHT CHANGE
SHOW YOU
A THING OR TWO
I HAVE TO GO THROUGH LIFE
JUST LIKE YOU
JUST THROUGH
THE EYES
OF A DIFFERENT STORY
WITH END RESULTS
UNKNOWN
These words are all over the place, but then again, HEY, SO AM I..!!, what a coincidence, how convenient, matches the point in question, as if, you didn’t have an answer. Stare in the mirror, to see what I am after.
(Sanders, 2013)
Works Cited:
Sanders, K. D. (2013, April 29). Poem of the Day Before They Kick Me Out of the Library. Key West , FL, United States.
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