Shadow People
/This is an observation
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Busy you and busy me
We’re so busy we don’t see
The homeless people ev’rywhere
We don’t notice and don’t care
Go to church but not believe
And keep the blessings we receive
Only thinking of ourselves
Not a thought for someone else
Crippled body mind and soul
Against the rain and wind and cold
A blanket tent and nothing more
A soldier comes home from war
Mother and child huddle close
Drifting from pillar to post
Each day the same as the last
No sail upon their mast
Hopeless addicts in despair
In a world that doesn’t care
Living from high to low
The only life that they know
Their horizon but feet away
From the place where they stay
As but shadows in their own land
Living day to day hand to hand
Unnoticed like the shadow at our feet
These souls living on the streets
If we would but stop to think
We could also be on the brink
And find ourselves among those
Shadow People with tattered hopes
By David Woods
From: United States
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