2016, November 5 – 2103 – destitute (revised)

huddled together on the damp sidewalk
always alert, watching like a hawk
under blankets and coats,
where a cold draft floats,
against the stone wall of the bank.
No one else left to thank
as people slowly escape the street
seeking some friendly heat
in warm welcoming appartements
where comfort waits and nothing wants.
But not for them tonight
alone in the cold city light,
no hope in sight.
nothing is right.

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Charles Romaniuk

World traveller, composer, musician, engineer, thinker, doer

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