The Homeless

Sandbone18

Going by many names 

dispersed between the seams.

Living on the sliding edge 

gaining sustenance by any means.

Finding temporary shelter wherever possible. 

Barking within is an emotional prison.

Managing each day with specific routines .

Adapts to changing conditions with a primordial instinct.

Must have s dense and heavy will to continue on.

Makeshift opportunities with limited resources.

Survivors of the night to see another day.

  • Author: Sandbone18 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 24th, 2018 13:18
  • Category: Nature
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