Do not turn away sneeringly
From the homeless in our midst
Those forever condemned
To sweet slumber in the alleys
Of glittering cities
Never spit on street tenants
Those sentenced to perpetual begging
By heartless fate
Do not cajole the jobless amongst us
Those whose brains choke with ´-isms´
Hearts searching for relevance of ´-ologys´
Resumes wasting away
In the dust of forgotten shelves
Do not cajole them
For only they know the pain of waiting
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