End Homelessness In America

What does homelessness feel like?

It feels like you have layed down on the railroad tracks to go to sleep and then a train comes and runs you over while you are sleeping.

Homeless in Winter

Now I lay me down to sleep
On this log in Bangor woods deep
The icy chill I feel in my bones
Is nothing compared to this feeling alone
I think of you in your warm bed
While I lay here feeling almost dead
Then I look up on the one bright star
and I remember my God is not very far
He who died taught us how to love one another
But I lay here with no help from you my brother
I wonder have you forgotten me?
*I wrote this poem after reading a news story of a homeless couple living in the woods of Bangor, Maine. I imagined what winter must feel like.