Don’t leave them alone on empty streets when they are old.
Related: Old age homes
A story of the homeless people on streets, who feel miserable because the seventh stage of life happened to them.
Related: Seven stages of life
Related: Homeless organizations
For long years I have been there and then gone
Nobody heard my voice when everything turned wrong
I was once young and thrilled like the most of you
Now I am old and there are things I can’t do.
I have no job, no food, no home
I tried, but I was never helped
And the saddest part,
When I looked upon to my family
with my old wrinkled eyes full of hopes
they also back stepped.
Related: a letter to my grandparents
Ageing is natural
So, eventually, I will be slow, weak, and fragile
If there was something I could do, I would
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