They walk hand-in-hand
Down the street.
Looking for a place
To rest their weary feet.
They're hungry with no home.
The man they left
Had a cruel desire.
He causes pain
With no regret,
So now the pair must find help.
Somewhere mommy no longer yelps.
The child, she cries,
She doesn't understand,
Why mommy must leave this man.
They've no place to go out of sight,
So in a homeless shelter at night,
The mother, she prays for some kind of light.
With bruises and a broken soul,
She asks herself, is there any hope?
She looks upon her resting daughter,
Praying that things will get better.
Through it all, no matter what,
They'll walk hand-in-hand
Down the street;
To a new life
They soon will meet.
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A Collection of Poetry Book One
PoetryA collection of poems that range from simplistic ideas to my personal feelings. Those that are not about ideas or issues I feel strongly about, are about my feelings and experiences. Total number of poems: 68 {Poetry / Short Story}
