Forgotten Me

This is the poem that I wrote and read at the Homeless Memorial Day event.

Forgotten Me

I Am I
Forgotten Me
Standing at the Gates
Of Liberty
Unable to Enter
Unwanted, Unloved
Hopelessly Struggling
Beneath your Cold Thumb

I Am I
Rejected, Unseen
Your Poor Children's Eyes
Need Swift Covering
As I Stand on the
Corner
Sign in My Hand
Crying Compassion
Receiving its Sham

I Am I
The Down & Out
Hope Steady Dying
Time Running Out
From Shelter to Shelter
No Bed to Call Home
Society's Rejected
On My Neck Hangs a Stone

I Am I
You Might Pity Me
But You Never Will Touch
'Cause We're Only Lazy,
The Unwashed, Disgusting
You Offer A Dime
While You Roll Your Eyes
If We Merit That Much
Most Just Look Past & Sigh

I Am I
Am I Still A Man?
My Blood Still Bleeds Red
I Just Need Help to Stand
Fell on Hard Times
Or Did They Fall on Me?
Broken in Heart
My Dreams Are Failing

I Am I
As You Legislate
Tare Down My Poor Tent
And Push Us Away
Vans In A Field
Where My Family Stays
Or Under The Overpass
A Stone For My Head
As You Sneer At Me - A Bother
To The Life You Have Led


I Am I
Yet Your Brother Still
But As You Drive Past Us
To Home & Job that You Trust
You Should Know that Last Month
I Was Driving Past..To..
But For the Sake of God's Grace
Here Now Stands You


And
I Am I...
Forgotten.

S. LaDon Ware (c) Copyright 2010