This is not one of the flowers from my show and “Poems for her” but will be in my book.
I like many see such thing that make us want to do more but where do we draw the line an how much can we do. This is a poem about how I feel about these things.
My eyes have seen a lot of things that many dare not see.
The suffering of the little ones that sleep in all the streets.
My eyes have seen many men locked out of life’s main stream.
And here I am with food enough for many mouths to eat.
My eyes have seen the little ones crying out for love!
While many are lying dead from hunger in some dirty house.
While their mommas arms stuck with needles as they slowly die.
An daddy’s never been a name that they’ll ever know.
I look at them so young and fresh and they too have a need.
That same drug that their mommas need their little body’s crave!
My eyes cry out and scream to you please see these little ones.
Their plight is not their making it comes from mans desires.
We make a world that fit for some and other fall aside.
As we with many close our eyes, and step with eyes so blind!
I see you there I am just one, my heart go’s out to you.
Lying there in streets so cold with no one there for you.
How is it that my eyes see you but in my mind I’ve died.
Is it that its all too much as I try to survive!
I want to help what can I do your way too gone for me.
My eyes cry out I look for help but none is in my site.
Your little cry’s that I can hear no others care about.
I cry for you at night my child I lie here in my bed.
And wish that I had more to give then just my eyes this day.
But what can I just one man do to lend a hand?
So here I lie in my bed crying in my pain.
I turn my eyes like many men for this I am ashame!