Homelessness “Poem”

95 % of Americans face homelessness

Today I see off James and it pains me

He used to sleep under the bridge

We gave him a bed and place to live

He is finally on his feet’s

What else immense pleasure would be then this?

Buddha leave his fathers palace

Lived among poor to know truth about life

I read Buddha while fighting homelessness

I can now easily distinguish truth from false hood

It is this

Life is knowing what one knows not

Poverty I never experienced or knew it before

Love I never fall in before now I did

New friends are like new chapters of life

New experiences are like future

Staying where one is looking at past

In order to progress human thinking

In order to improve one’s ambitions

One has to look for troubles

One has to face dangers

One has to forsake old friends

One has to be alone

One has to learn more out of the old school

New school are streets only

Ambitions doesn’t require a famed degree

A scholarship or being a obedient and moral student

But be as revolutionary as Marx was

Challenge the accepted norms

Break the vision of life taken to be granted

Wander like a Irish monk

This is the total sum of life

Homelessness equals humanity

Equals freedom and ideas

New doors for dreams

Insanity for diverse actions

Ambition is highly personal

It is not degree or school or money

It is changing the world

It is changing oneself

More vicious circles are still to be shaken

I have gone through a radical change

Once’s I make my own solar system

My own sun and earth then

I will say I have no further ambitions