Gum

Gum

A Poem by Mehameha
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Homeless man's reality

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Today I start to rid my shame
Like some freak show, it's not a game
I stared before, It's now my turn
To hold the sign, and feel the burn

Where sun sears skin and shade is love
Forsaken soul, touch with a glove
"Loser!" "Worthless!" "Go on from here!"
My skin now leather, I've nothing to fear
 
Like gum I sit and each one stares
Don't step in it, don't show your cares
The fearful truth that could be yours
I did not get from fighting wars

No, I can't stand I never will
And now alone I've had my fill
Whatever happens, I do not care
Just another day, and people stare

I wonder what a life could be
So free from strife, eagerly free
The door slams open, my time has come
Repeat performance, just like gum






© 2017 Mehameha



Author's Note

Mehameha
Today I am forced back into homelessness. The people who let me stay lost their lease and I am back on the street. In a wheelchair, only a disability check. Here I go again.

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I have spent years on the sidewalk
Talking to people
The stories i have heard are immense
The music and art that has come out of such a difficult time was one that made streets soar in love and compassion.
I do not know how you feel
but rest assured the world will be knowning and involved every single day of your life
And it will pass ...... please pm me i have a plan

Posted 5 Months Ago


F**k sake man, cruel world, harsh.

Posted 6 Months Ago


A very brave write, my friend. Real, honest and courageous.

I am not one for prayer or religion, but i wish you all the best. Keep your head held high. Always keep a smile on your face and hope in your heart. No matter what the circumstances. I enjoyed your poem very much. Well written and searing on the soul.

The sun will shine on you again. Never give up. Stay safe and keep up the writing.

Posted 6 Months Ago



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Mehameha
Mehameha

Honolulu, HI



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