I woke up early this morning
completely down and forlorn.
Without any place now to live,
my clothing tattered and torn.

Nobody to keep me company,
family and friends are all gone.
Days all filled with loneliness,
questioning why I continue on.

Completely broke, no money,
not even a job for me to go to.
What happens to the homeless,
what are we all suppose to do.

People traveling by me staring,
ignoring my begging for work.
Every car passes very quickly,
lips move in a knowing smirk.

Walking away from the corner,
wondering when I walk away.
Should I come back tomorrow,
waiting patiently day after day.

I wandered deep into the forest,
hard times for this weary mind.
Finding there a bubbling brook,
a quiet place to maybe unwind.

Thinking back about memories,
faded and thought forever gone.
Remembering lessons long ago,
how to rise again and be strong.

I turned my face to the heavens,
wanting answers from up above.
Then a glorious sight to behold,
flying there a single white dove.

God will always answer prayer,
but His message you must heed.
Be there for all of your brothers,
assisting people you see in need.

People are hurting and all alone,
ones we do not really want to see.
Our attitudes need changing now,
this could happen to you or to me.



© Brenda Sparkman
February 13, 2006