All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
Nowhere
I’m homeless
I’ve no where to go
Beggin in front of the laundry store on 6th street
Coins falling into my hat
And always a few disgusted looks my way
Counting my money
Barely a dollar today
I take all my savings this week
Buy me some food and a bottle of booze
I see another man just like me
Poor, forgotten, no where to go
Looking at me with a pleading eye
An empty bowl in one hand,
A battered sign in the other
“will work for money”
But I don’t give him nothing
Even though my pockets jingle with change
So I saunter by, eyes on the sky.
I’s a harsh world,
A free for all fall
And I, I don’t want to be the one to fall
falling into a an endless lull
The next morning
I wake up to cars honking above
I open my eyes,
It’s time to move
I see a sign lying beside me,
Will work for food
Suddenly, my pockets feel empty
And my money is gone
I have nowhere to go.
It’s a harsh world,
But I have to move on
Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.