Homeless Stranger daisiesnfld: Homeless Stranger . I am but a passing stranger In a temporary place With a name unknown to others An unrecognizable face . Speaking mostly in a whisper Rarely does one hear my words Often seen as just a drifter Without morals or standards . You see those like me every day Wearing the same identical clothes While some of us are leaving town Not sure as where we'll go . But we all once had a home you know Much like the rest of you But what's inside us doesn't show Most would argue with our issue . Tolerance though I wear quite well Emblazoned on both my sleeves Whispering stranger though I am Homeless, nonetheless I grieve . © DaisiesNfld | poems Chat Room Similar Conversations |