Satiation

We all see homeless people and bums out on the street. Although we feel for them or sometimes wince at their stench or even talk about them, have you ever had the chance to think about how they got there....

Can I have some more?
Can you spare a dime?
Yeah you can walk past me, and its fine
But have you ever took the time, to look past the grime
To question the reason why I am homeless?
The reasons why my satiation has yet to be filled
And why I still have the urge to beg you?

Yes, I’m human just like you,
And although the clothes and stench may have you fooled
The truth is that I was ONCE in your shoes
But do you have any idea of how it feels to have everything taken away from you?
Blessed to have a family and a job,
To come home to a home cooked meal and alleviate my child’s sobs…
To hear the stories of my family’s day,
The 100 on the spelling test and the game winning catch at the little league game
The raise received at work, and the cries of my daughter who can’t find a date yet for the prom
Thought life couldn’t get any better
Until that fateful day when it happened to me
On March 28th 1993
My family was in the wrong place at the wrong time
Succumbed to wounds of a collision
And no they weren’t under my provision
Because it was under my suspicion
That once 6pm Friday hit….something was wrong
I found out my family was gone………and I lost it

I LOST IT ALL!!!!
My family, my life…..my mind…..everything
After my release from the asylum, my lease was up, my job was too….and my belongings belonged to someone else….
So I began bathing in a nearby pond,
Eating food at places that I wasn’t too fond
And trying to receive clothes from nearby charity bonds
And seeing people slowly abscond
Just to remain afloat
But see, when you have nothing in your possession
And no support to lean on,
The possibilities of a second chance is remote
So, Mr. Gates, can YOU spare a dime, although you have trillions
And can You Mr. Athlete help out a fan, although you have millions……I THOUGHT SO
Ostracized by society because I didn’t meet the societal norm
And I truly have seen how my education didn’t mean SHIT…if you can’t walk in an interview without a pressed suit.
I really thought things would get better
Save for my only possessions…..$10.00, a Metrocard, a pair of jeans and this blue sweater

So….once again…have you thought about how I’m feeling right now
How I am surviving, how I maintain, how I’m just getting by
This dollar has meant more to me than ever before
And IM TIRED of being turned around by closed doors
Running from place to place for satiation in the winter
If you were me, you would never take anything for granted
Because although the life that you live may be enchanted
Even Cinderella’s coach turned back into a pumpkin
No I’m not like this because I’m lazy,
Nor do I say all of this because I’m crazy
But because my future seems hazy….
In these streets, taking it day by day.
No one to help me and falling asleep to the rattling sounds of
The change that is in my cup
But…..until that times comes,
Where God can see my full potential, and I can live just fine….

Can I get some more?......Can you spare a dime?