GURDGE

The clouds still gray, indicates the rain isn’t over yet

For all kindness hate is what we get

Sacrifices’ we are unto their selfish gods

We all want it, the black wine

Like blinking cursors we roam the streets

Work, come breeze or the heat

Lights we are to shoo away your darkness

Sticks we are to your blindness

Homeless not hopeless!

We glow from your fallen carcass, helpless

Our situation like catch-22

Whatever we do never pleases you

You don’t feel our struggle, you castigate us

We pray for sunshine, but, the rain it gives us cathartic pours

Even, in sleep the heavens never hear us

We keep still, waiting to revenge our curse

Home don’t feel like home just like our hearts is empty

We don’t know us

You don’t know us

We keep still, waiting to revenge our curse

To help get against the grudge

So God help us.