Without a Home

Regret and alone. 3/17/2016.

When a ley line is in your heart
you are used as a channel
This I found from my state
as I arrange my cardboard
"Ouch, there's a rock under there."

Sleep in the rain
my cardboard wilts and wilts
Withering to nothingness
much like myself
A dark alley doesn't stop the vertical rain

When regret is a stone in your heart
you are saddened by the realization
Your child, my child
Happy with Mom; Father in the streets
The narcotic doesn't even help anymore~
"Oh, it's cold this morning."

Panhandling the can of begging
The peasant I have become from freedom of choice
Withering to nothingness
I no longer try to justify
A business man's change isn't a paycheck

When you notice the people of the world
What do you feel?
I feel sorrow
I feel regret
I feel loneliness
And when you are the people of 'that' world
what do you think?
I think I'm jealous
I think I'm regretful
I think...no more~

In the evening beg
I realize myself and;
The richer man, is the man who holds more knowledge than I
And the richer man is happy
he is secure
I'm cold
I'm abused
I was used
I regret

And so
I pay my respects
To my very own sermon
As I leave,
in the homeless grave...

(by Jake Brunton a.k.a SenpaiJake)

Author's Note

"The richer man, is the man who holds more knowledge than I" is a quote I've been working on for a few days, and have been waiting to incorporate it into a work for a while.

Reviews

[Annie Nicole]

I tend to look at a poem very differently from others... i read the other reviews and i didn't entirely feel what they were saying.. from this poem i get the feeling of being uncontrollable of things that happen in this world that we have been dragged into.. it is also sad because it does hit a problem in today's world... poor or homeless people that don't have the material things that helps one live. I liked it very much!

[Jake Brunton]

Thanks for the review, Annie! As for others opinions and reviews, I encourage multiple outtakes from my works. It one of the main reasons I love to write: so I can see what ideas and things people thought of or felt from reading.

About this poem...I wrote in early in the morning, as it'd been a while since I'd done much new stuff. Picking a subject took me a while, but then I reflected off the stories I read from people with the experience, and just reflected on my town and how many homeless people find shelter in the streets. I did write this to point out the problem of poverty and homelessness in our world; and how deeply it can effect someone to the point of giving up.

[Shannon]

The incorporation of the line you have been looking to use is seamless. Do you typically collect lines as part of your writing process?

Now to the content. Voices like this can be uncomfortable. It is heart wrenching, but it is better written than a simple play on the heart strings; It is well written.

[Jake Brunton]

Hey, thanks for your feedback! As for my writing process; I usually don't 'collect lines' like I did with the quote in this work; I just felt like it would fit well this time around so I went with it. I usually just think of a situation, and write about the grit and truth of it.

[highonwords]

this reminds me of an earlier poem i had written, called 'thirst and a hunger' - the suffering face of poverty in the streets is heartbreaking - especially for abandoned children and widows and parents - your poem moved me - tugged at my heart - thank you for sharing this eye-opener of a poem

steph

[Jake Brunton]

Thank you for your feedback, I appreciate it. I wrote a piece called 'Poverty' a year or two back, but it was more focused on a generalization of the poor and homeless, and I wanted to extend on that to a more personal level for those who have experienced this tragic thing.

[highonwords]

thank you for sharing this with us, as it tugs on empathy and compassion for our fellow neighbors, our fellow people

steph