Homeless but Hopeless

Homeless but Hopeless

They that lion the Jungle
get cleft by wailing rumbles

I know of my grandmother
whose wrinkles became perfect trail for tears

I know of the earth
Where the homeless are but hopeless

There are Infants fed with blood
From a nippled bag drained of milk

I know of a fallen hero
Who died with eyes unclosed

Believe my sojourn
There are homeless gravely hopeless

I know of a Jesus
Who fled the death of our sins

I have heard about the devil
Clamely written to be gay

Believe me,
there are homeless, and indeed hopeless.

I know of the earth
Homeless but hopeless

Micheal Ace


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