No love on the streets
Heard a voice coming from the alley
So I ran to the church
Felt so long,
Wanted to pray but I forgot the words
walked up to the priest but ran out of words.
Drunk,Lost,trying to find my way home in the streets I grew .
Mocked by a drunkard
He said”you’re lost let me help you”
Stumbling as I walked past him he said aggressively in tears”your home is where your heart is,your heart is where your home is,your home is where your love is.
His word echoing in my head as I loose consciousness .
Waking up in a gutter
Realizing I have no love
Realizing I have no home
I closed my eyes and slept a little longer