I see you
blending in
that your forgotten
searching for something
maybe someone
going about unseen
your unclean
digging through garbage
mimicking the scene

I see you
in the middle of the eve
trying to sleep
tattered rags; battered  bags
against dirty slabs
concrete
Your home a bask
in the beauty of the street
dazed by the percussion
the beat the passerby`s
the important the obsolete

I ponder how did you get here
how did you get so far away from there
is there not someone
some how for you to be else where.

From the bottom of my heart
I wish you could get back there…

© Da Absentee 2012

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For some reason when I was on the bus on my way to work, going through downtown. I happened to see 4 homeless men on my bus ride. This is the train of thought that came to mind after seeing their conditions. Its made up of actual visuals and the attempt to understand how exactly did they get where they were. I.E. on the street and alone. I don’t know if it was situation, or karma or life. I just know I wish them better.

As Always…

Stay Positive!