Roses are red, violets are blue, it breaks my heart when I think about all the people on the street with nothing to eat or do, then I go to my home and see everyone shunning them.
God, I wish we lived in a world where people paid attention and got up and did something about this issue.
I look at me and I’m throwing a hissy fit if I have to put away the dishes or eat vegetables, yet homeless people don’t even have that a choice.
But maybe, just maybe there’s a chance for them and this piece of writing will change this issue that when somebody looks at this writing they will stand up and keep shouting and the people put down their electronics’ and listen for once. Listen and see that everyone deserves a home.
The only prize I need is that EVERYBODY has a place to call home.