Aspirations of a Refugee
I have successfully landed in my new land,
But there is no-one there to lend me a hand!
I am coping although it is extremely tough,
Sheltering in doorways,sleeping rough.
Coughing and shivering when awoken,
Mentally drained,emotionally broken.
Little has changed to my plight,
But I am still hopeful and continue to fight.
I shut down sometimes to deal with the stress,
Situations beyond my control leave a mess.
Hopefully one day I will live the life I deserve and desire.
To live in a home , raise a family, I will truly aspire.
Ruth O'Reilly
Sun 8th Sep 2019 23:06
This is good poem to highlight homelessness especially as the nights are getting colder and in the run up to Christmas