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No home to go to,

tattered clothes,

walking in the streets,

no shoes on her feet,

holding out her hand.



Empty stomach,

she has pains

from being so hungry,

are you will to

lend a hand?



The silence of the night

is terrifying for those

whom have nothing,

or do they?



Maybe the bums,

or shall we call them,

the innocent victims of society?



Do they have a voice?

Do they not scream out?



Yes,

they do,

but,

are we

willing to listen?



Copyright Cynthia Jones

Nov.12/2003