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