Sitting in the shop doorway <br />People often stare <br />They don't know that I'm hungry <br />They probably don't care <br /> <br />I'm not an alcoholic <br />And in drugs I am not stuck <br />I'm just a normal person <br />Who is down upon their luck <br /> <br />So when your in your homes tonight <br />Please spare a thought for me <br />You sleep in a nice warm bed <br />Me below a tree <br /> <br />So if you pass me by today <br />And our eyes perhaps should meet <br />Please spare me some pocket change <br />And that way I can eat<br /><br />Marnie Memis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/homeless-5/
