All is lost

All is lost

A Poem by Bob Sherunkle
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alone in the world...

"
Flick me a dime,
pays god and buys me some time.
Throw me a glance,
It maybe your last chance.

Toes poke through the warped stinking leather,
my a*s hangs out my pants,taking a beating from this weather.

Chin bristled like a well worn brush,
hair matted like a dogs after a wet run..I.. STINK !
Eyes that have lost all soul and hope,
let me fall from last grace,i cant cope.

No doors will open,
No hands will beckon.
No lips shall kiss this f****n mess,
No one will miss....

Me.

© 2013 Bob Sherunkle


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I just read a story yesterday where a man came to America about three months ago from the Ukraine, I believe it was. He moved to Florida. Unfortunately, he lost his job, so he went to New York to look for work. He was in some station, waiting for his cell phone to charge, when he fell asleep. While asleep, someone robbed him of what little he had, including a $1,000 that he had in cash and his passport, even his shoes. He had been sleeping on the streets of New York, hadn't bathed in weeks, and was completely bereft and couldn't even speak English. His beard was longer than it had ever been in his life, having not shaved in two months.

Fortunately, for him, a company was handing out clothes to the homeless and the owner's significant other spoke Russian. They ended up giving him clothing and food, got his hair cut, paid for a hotel room in order for him to shower and get cleaned up. They contacted the embassy and was able to get his passport, and they even purchased a one-way ticket for him to get back home, since all he wanted to do was to get home and see his children.

I don't think all is lost as long as one is alive and there is someone alive to care. One should never give up hope until they're no longer alive to think about it.

I do think your poem speaks to the nature of humans and how, all too often, we toss a coin and never give a second thought to someone that's down on his luck. There just seems to be so much sadness in this world that we have to become immune to it in order not to be completely decimated ourselves.

Posted 10 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Linda Marie Van Tassell

10 Years Ago

Amen! You're welcome. :-)
Bob Sherunkle

10 Years Ago

have a beautiful evening and weekend..
Linda Marie Van Tassell

10 Years Ago

And, for you, the same.



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great poem...very sad....should make us all think twice before we look down on the homeless...good read!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Bob Sherunkle

10 Years Ago

Thank you Randall,thanks
I find it sad that there's so many people homeless nowadays and most people walking past them in the street don't even glance their way. You expressed yourself really well in this piece, good job :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Bob Sherunkle

10 Years Ago

Thank you,next time,give them a buck or 2,if you have it.
this is very well written, I like the descriptive words and the way you use them it's a very well told story and I hope you continue to express your mind and soul this way good job kido

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

David

10 Years Ago

Thanks lol and you're welcome you earned it
Bob Sherunkle

10 Years Ago

Have a great weekend buddy.
David

10 Years Ago

you too man
What a sad piece, the people you see in the street/out and about in the condition you describe..., requiem for the invisible unwanted... Very succinct, and the last word/line brings the message home even more. But for the grace of God, eh...

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Bob Sherunkle

10 Years Ago

Daniel,you are right,we are scared,dont want to engage.We have to ask ourselves..who made us this wa.. read more
Daniel Sala

10 Years Ago

Interesting. Maybe an increasingly threatening pace of life and fear of crime or hassle rather than.. read more
Bob Sherunkle

10 Years Ago

were allexpected to succumb to intrusion all to easily,facebook,MySpace etc.F*8k it.I have a faceboo.. read more
I just read a story yesterday where a man came to America about three months ago from the Ukraine, I believe it was. He moved to Florida. Unfortunately, he lost his job, so he went to New York to look for work. He was in some station, waiting for his cell phone to charge, when he fell asleep. While asleep, someone robbed him of what little he had, including a $1,000 that he had in cash and his passport, even his shoes. He had been sleeping on the streets of New York, hadn't bathed in weeks, and was completely bereft and couldn't even speak English. His beard was longer than it had ever been in his life, having not shaved in two months.

Fortunately, for him, a company was handing out clothes to the homeless and the owner's significant other spoke Russian. They ended up giving him clothing and food, got his hair cut, paid for a hotel room in order for him to shower and get cleaned up. They contacted the embassy and was able to get his passport, and they even purchased a one-way ticket for him to get back home, since all he wanted to do was to get home and see his children.

I don't think all is lost as long as one is alive and there is someone alive to care. One should never give up hope until they're no longer alive to think about it.

I do think your poem speaks to the nature of humans and how, all too often, we toss a coin and never give a second thought to someone that's down on his luck. There just seems to be so much sadness in this world that we have to become immune to it in order not to be completely decimated ourselves.

Posted 10 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

Linda Marie Van Tassell

10 Years Ago

Amen! You're welcome. :-)
Bob Sherunkle

10 Years Ago

have a beautiful evening and weekend..
Linda Marie Van Tassell

10 Years Ago

And, for you, the same.
This is stunning. This is regarding homelessness yes? It tugs at my guilt: "Flick me a dime/pays god and buys me some time". That guilt I feel proves that your words are giving an affect. Truly well done. You say this is a work in progress, but I rather like its length. I love how you put such a gritty and guilty subject into visual expression for me. I don't want to look away like it's disgusting or something I can't handle. Rather, I want to read it over and over again. "Eyes that have lost all soul and hope/let me fall from last grace, I can't cope". Shivers...truly

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Bob Sherunkle

10 Years Ago

How do i add a you tube video???
R. L. Hill

10 Years Ago

Thank you for writing on something that moves you so passionately. It truly is sick how we so easily.. read more
Bob Sherunkle

10 Years Ago

we're constantly distracted....
...a work in progress....

Posted 10 Years Ago



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