“Untitled Poem” Author Unknown

Let me just clarify with you: I am NOT homeless. I am NOT a bum. I am NOT an unmotivated degenerate. I’ve heard the names you call me. I know what you think. I am polluting your space. I am a menace, a threat. However, here is what I really am: I AM a person. I AM...

It Was Too Hard

Did you know that there are people that choose to be homeless? I think that many of them do not realize they had chosen it. You might ask why I believe as I do and the answer is easy. It was too hard. I want to tell you that I grew up having of all my needs met. I...

The Last Jacket

There are few things that truly equalize us.  Birth and death seem to be the two things that eventually happen to everyone.  While most of us have no idea when either of these equalizers are going to occur, we know its inevitable. Family members, co-workers, and...

Seeing the Homeless

When you meet them the fear of them goes away. Most of the time when you see THEM you look away. Some of you even decide it is THEIR fault; THEY obviously are drug addicts or alcoholics. Some of you think there is nothing that you can do; You also are in need. Some of...

Twas A Few Nights Before Christmas

The lights are low. The music is soft. The armchairs are filled with sleeping men. On the outskirts of the room there are quiet conversations going on; relationships being built. One person quietly refreshes the coffee and puts unneeded things away. It has been a long...