Wednesday, March 22, 2017


homeless in Findon
the sound
of autumn wind

no room at the Inn for the refugee
plugged from
the secret river of tears - this dreadful night

a wandering soul in the
city of light
the danger of stateless life foretold

shaken and broken, you sleep
under the stars
like this shadow hunter in the back of beyond

you transform the dream
in silence
feeding the homeless birds

you shelter under the wings of compassion
cuddling the moon
in this cold and stormy night

you read the divine poetry of passion
with restless lips
exploring the strange beauty of the naked night

behold the homeless man in a crumpled suit
taming his demons
how things have changed in the land of endless summer?

© Lawrence T. Udo-Ekpo

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