Sunday, February 20, 2011

Plight...a poem

(Bing Image-not my own)       

By MR aka Naila Moon

It is not a culture I am removed from
I see it all too well
These people are living
In virtual hells.

Eyes so sad
With untold stories
Refusing to speak
Of the atrocities they've seen.

Bodies stuck in the muck
Of a gravitational pool
That eats away at their very existence.

Shows no mercy.

This is
The plight of homelessness.

Written November 2010
First publish February 20, 2011
Copyright MR aka Naila Moon of the Grey Wolf 
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