A Cry For Help.......

A cry for help, a cry so clear, a sound unlike any other…
With pleading eyes and fearful heart, he knows most will never bother.
A life such as this, not one of his own choosing, life played it’s cruel hand…
To tell the story of how he got here, won’t tell, cause they won’t understand.
Once upon a long time ago, there was reason to live, now only a distant memory.
So distant now it must be folly, as he now lives in a cold and dark alley.
“ Could you spare a biscuit, it’s been days since I eat…” at the back door of a café…
The smells had drawn him to this door, but the door was slammed in his face.
A pain of hunger, a whimper of defeat, and the cold seemed to get even colder…
He walked away seeking his only need, a dumpster that he could plunder.
To hear his cry for help, a cry so clear, a sound unlike any other…
Looks of disgust, voices of judgement … he knows he is just a bother…

A Cry For Help.......

loramae

High Point, United States

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I was watching the news as they were giving the weather report that promised a frigid night…they went on to tell of the homeless that were being taken in and then told of others that were turned away due to lack of space…broke my heart… I wish I were a woman of means, to give refuge to some of these lost souls, tell them of One who loves them, even as they are. I could only realize that this could be me and whispered a prayer for them…

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