Cuddled up......

Cant make this glossy cant dress this up.
The truth always hurts..lies are not enough.
Seen a film last night the Soloist was its name,
story about the homeless and a musician going insane.

Cuddled up in blankets in comradeship.
Joined in poverty at the soiled stained hip.

The guy hears noises in his head…On the streets-
his address…. enough said.
Underneath the viaduct he plays the strings of his cello
Motorist open their car windows…
Screaming at this fella!

Cuddled up in blankets in comradeship.
Joined in poverty at the soiled stained hip.

You see, he thinks he is Beethoven incarnated…
While the rats run around his legs, to this life he is fated.
Until the Los Angeles journalist, takes up his plight…
Writes about men and woman of the night.

Cuddled up in blankets in comradeship.
Joined in poverty at the soiled stained hip.

This knight with no armour except pages he’s written.
Rescues this guy and becomes emotionally smitten.
Gives him a flat, thanks to the mayor of a USA Town. (Dont forget he’s suppose to be a down and out)
Mr Bojangles plays in the background….my heart wants to shout!

Cuddled up in blankets in comradeship.
Joined in poverty at the soiled stained hip.

The cosiness is too much to bare the homeless guy is in deep despair.
He wants to be back on the streets, playing his music to all he meets.
This is all he has ever known black and skint – hair out grown.
But a Bloody genius he really is…
unnoticed in his schitzophrenic abyss.

Cuddled up in blankets in comradeship.
Joined in poverty at the soiled stained hip.

As tonight I wrap myself in duvet of silk, my heart its torn in strips.
How can I help those homeless ones, who are joined at flee bitten hips.
We haven’t walked an inch, or mile, in their footsteps, upon there smile.
Let us sit up- and take notice for a little while.

Cuddled up in blankets in comradeship.
Joined in poverty at the soiled stained hip.

We do not know the life’s they led. Do we care if they have been fed?
We sit at banquets at our laden tables…hypocrisy breathes cane and able.

Our televisions- cookers on….
whatever happened to the forgotton son?
lets bless this house we live in…
and never walk past without giving….
For there for the grace of god go we……
In our houses one two or three……

Cuddled up in blankets in comradeship.
Joined in poverty at the soiled stained hip.

Cuddled up in silk…… and cheese.
The streets paved with gold we walk with ease.
For some its starvation….For OTHERS a breeze.
Cuddled up….
throwing up…
growing up….
living it up…..
Or living on the streets……………….!!!!!!!!

Copyright2009 Angel Hamilton Macintyre.

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Inspired while watching a movie about the homeless in a warm cinema ..feeling blessed and lucky that I am safe.
Feeling lucky I am going home to a warm safe bed feeling lucky I can write about the plight…and maybe reach a few more listening ears…
In our own way we can be the difference that makes the difference.
Lets do it!!!!


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  • jillijude1
    jillijude1almost 5 years ago

    AMAZING HUGS XXX soo touching hugs xxx

  • thanks judex

    – marieangel

  • canonman99
    canonman99almost 5 years ago

    Hey……..this is OUTSTANDING !!!!!!!!!!

  • Thank you thats great feedback ..i went to see this film last night it has unsettled me all day …i could not wait to put fingres to key board i even dreamed of writing this last night…thanks for appreciating and the favourite…..

    – marieangel

  • JaneSolomon
    JaneSolomonalmost 5 years ago

    Thank you for this wonderful share angel. We do not do this world justice when we turn a blind eye to the homeless. xx

  • in the world of computers and rockets no one should be without a safe bed….

    – marieangel

  • BCallahan
    BCallahanalmost 5 years ago

    marie, this is wonderful… i want to see that movie now… Soloist… i’ll have to remember that name of this one for sure… thanks for sharing this with us… hugs!!!

  • Thank you barb…the film moved me but also unsettled me..felt I had so much with people having so little…

    – marieangel

  • AFogArty
    AFogArtyalmost 5 years ago

    Wow, awesome write. xx

  • thank you;))

    – marieangel

  • Lyndy
    Lyndyalmost 5 years ago

    it sure does fit hon! Excellent L:)X

  • thought so glad you like…

    – marieangel

  • tkrosevear
    tkrosevearalmost 5 years ago

    must have been an amazing movie angel, being homeless long ago, can sure make you appreciate ALOT ;) xoxox ♥

  • wow thanks for sharingx

    – marieangel

  • Yvonne Churchley
    Yvonne Churchleyalmost 5 years ago

    Thank you for sharing this and reminding us to count our blessings
    I wander around my locality and see empty boarded up houses and just down the road are the homeless I ofen wonder why there is not some way the 2 can be connected …….. :)

  • Great feedback thank you;))

    – marieangel

  • lianne
    liannealmost 5 years ago

    Wow Angel – you certainly can tell a story, make a point, teach us a lesson on appreciating what we have, and do it all with a lovely flow and rhythm that carries us along. Wonderfully well written!

  • Thank you I really appreciate your comments I have been reading your work over the last few days and love the way you entwine your words and the emotions to hold the readers interest…I welcome genuine feedback on all my work….I am new to sharing my work as I have filed away for years but since joining Rb the words and energy of creativity is flowing,,Thanks to sharing with people like yourself.;))

    – marieangel

  • marieangel
    marieangelalmost 5 years ago

    WOW A feature in Live and let live thank you so much….

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