Untitled Poem

Oh Lord how did I come to end up this way
Tell me where along your path did I stray
To end up homeless in the eye of winter on this day
Was it for not having the strength to bow before you and prey
Please lord tell me id like to know what you have to say
Or am I just destined to be cold and alone wherever I lay
Help me dear father as my death it feels I can no longer delay
As Im running out of sins for which I can repay
And wherever I seek help they just seem to push me away
I beg you dear father help me for in this life I wish to stay
At least till ive lived a bit and turn old and grey
Is there anyone you can send to help me today
For im alone in this life without a single friend with whom to play

Homeless Poet
Untitled, 2015