I am withered down, spat on, and curled up in the street
I pray each night for food, home and place to sleep
Angels watching if you would lay a helping hand
You watch from a far, yet close, laughing as you stand
Don’t mock me, I came into this world just as you
From a mother’s love, straight from her womb
I am worthy just as you, don’t be cruel I’m homeless
I’m finding my worth but don’t need you to be mindless
At times I stutter in expressing my needs to live
A helping hand, maybe a blessing you can give
It’s no ones fault that I am like this
Remember we are of one creation, a heavenly bliss
So be thoughtful as you see me weep
I homeless, yet human and care to deep
Judge me not, for I wish upon you to be
Blessed, happy and loving, so don’t end up like me.
RainbowPrince
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