Rough sleeping in Westminster is at a high,

MP's avoid eye contact as they pass us by.

We are the victims of the problems they have created,

Due to the cost of the properties we have vacated.

 

We are pushed out of sight and out of mind,

MP's pretend we are not there,that's unkind !

Posh and highly educated,it is us they neglect,

Support for the vulnerable ,they continually reject.

 

Vulnerable support is being slashed to bits,

While the perpetrators enjoy their meals at the Ritz.

To give us a semblance of normality MP's frown,

We might as well throw ourselves in the Thames and drown.

 

I walk around with a bag of regrets,

Fumbling in bins for discarded cigarettes.

The cold at 4 a.m. bangs through my body,

Poor health,damaged well being,feeling really shoddy.

 

A carer for my gran who lived in a council flat,

Sadly she passed away ,no home for me after that.

I'm scruffy and smelly haven't washed for a while,

I look down at my dog,he brings on a smile.