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The Forgotten by Don Shaw
Dirty faces, smelly clothes,
hearing voices, tales of woes.
Wanderers of the street,
napping, dreaming at our feet.
Some are scary, some are kind,
the scattered people, that are left behind.
Someone`s mother, someone`s dad,
some only exist in the memories they had.
Most are hungry, some gone mad,
to see the unloved, makes me sad.
Some may be angels, to see what you will do.
All it could take is one bad break, and
the forgotten could be you
Fantastic poem, Don! We all would be better served to acknowledge those in need and help them when we can. Thank you for sharing!
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