- To every light there's a darker space,
- For every darker face there's something bright so just fight for your place,
- Just make it right before it's too late,
- Take it at your own pace and find your fate,
- Break away from this hate and just try to relate because you can't replace what you had before this rate that your living,
- So,
- Start giving,
- Just remember that you have a heart and start forgiving before your eaten alive by rage,
- Just unlock the cage and let it out and survive to see tomorrow's page,
- Just go on and take the stage despite the sorrows that you feel,
- Just forget what they steal,
- Dont regret and be thankful for every meal,
- Just know that everything that seems to be a dream is oh so real to see,
- So,
- Dont forget what you wanna be,
- Dont regret who you used to be and just keep strong,
- Just remember how long you fought,
- Just forget what you thought and throw away the pride,
- Just find what's deep inside,
- Let it seep for the ones you loved that died,
- Dont believe the words that they lied,
- So,
- Dont focus on your wounds even though there open wide and bleeding,
- Just remember what your needing and not what your wanting,
- Go and get it,
- Go and let go of what's haunting and fight to live,
- So,
- Dont be sad,
- Forget what's bad,
- just remember to give the love you never had.
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Author:
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Published:
July 4th, 2017 18:31
- Comment from author about the poem: Tribute to my people still without a home and abandoned on the streets, my people in the hood still fighting to live and feed their family, and the people who live to die.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Beautiful piece of work, true talent.
Thank you, much appreciated my friend.
I was a homeless person so many times I cant count them. i lived in a tent in the woods for two summers with no income except what i could get living off the land. i lived in a city too. and i know what we go through. lots of my friends passed away. i feel abandoned. but i get through it. by keeping busy just doing small things like watching my 1300 dvd's also cd's. but you read my profile so you already know. i might write a book about my homeless adventures. peace be with you.
Thanks my man, and I'm still homeless at the moment but I'm a survivor and I'm sure I'll find my way.
i'll help you any way I can. my poems can be inspiring as I know yours are. remember, any way I can.
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