Original poem by
Mr. Spacely

Breeze is saying hello.
Strangers walk by me,
With no looks on others,
Caring for themselves.
They give me silver love.
My chance always slips away,
To give my thanks to all.
I need to find my home.
A grin on my face,
Leads me to no place where I belong.
I close my eyes,
And hope this darkness is not my resting place.
Tomorrow if I wake up here,
my shift still awaits.

Original poem by
Mr. Spacely
Povjetarac me pozdravlja.
Stranci prolaze pored mene,
Bez pogleda na druge,
Brinući za sebe.
Srebrne ljubavi podijele sa mnom.
Moja jedina nada da im ikada zahvalim,
pobjegne kroz vremenski svod.
Trebam naći dom.
Podsmijeh na licu,
Gdje ne pripadam, za ruku me vodi.
Okrećem leđa ulici,
Zatvaram oči,
U nadi da ovo mjesto nije vječno.
Sutra, ako se i probudim,
Moja smjena, započinje opet.

by
Mr. Spacely
Homelessness is not an option!
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