saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight ) - Homeless

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I have no direction, belong in no place. Like a big pile of nothing, just taking up space. Passed by all who are moving, with not even a stare. Not one word is spoken, cause nobody cares. I'm not even seen, has a man in a box. Who has not a key, cause he has not a lock. If I scream its ignored, if even heard. So I keep to myself, not a sound or a word. Most thoughts I admit, confuse even me. If I had someplace to go, thats where I'd be. I once planned for the future, but it didn't work out. So I'm stuck in the past, all that is present I doubt. I'm all alone, Ive no kids or a wife. Puzzled by my existence, and purpose in life. If for you life is good, thank GOD that its so. That you don't have to live, the life that I know. saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight ) poemhunter.com/poem/homeless-14/