Monday, January 12, 2015

The Dead Of Winter--A poem about the mentally ill and homeless

How can this be?
who is to blame?
A human who suffers
Is never the same.

They're dumped from the hospital...
and shelters and warmth
to wander the streets
in clothes tattered and torn.

So many pass by
closing eyes to the truth
they don't want to help
They haven't a clue.

A man with schizophrenia
a woman with bipolar
both wander the streets
alone with no cover.

The cold snow falls down
and so does the rain
they're soaked to the bone
their bodies, in pain.

Their brains tell them truths
no one can discount
they fight demons so cruel
speaking voices, so loud.

They're lost in their mind
and lost on the street
they wander past others
no shoes on their feet.

I see them around
in stories and life
seeking shelter from cold
behind boxes they hide.

What's wrong with society?
Why do they ignore?
These people are humans
they deserve so much more.

Whether sick from the bottle
or mentally ill, lost inside
they all deserve love
compassion and fight.

The travesty is
society walks away
while HUMANS, they suffer
Huge prices they pay.

This must come to a stop
I call to you today
Reach out to the homeless
do not turn away.

The homeless, the lost
can't help themselves back
without our helping hand
And this is a fact.

Don't let their illness
their schizophrenia, their bipolar
deter you from caring
they deserve so much more.

It is in our hands
it's "we" with the power
to make all the changes
this is our hour.

Promise yourself
and your fellow man
to give them a life
they deserve in the end.

--by Melanie Jimenez

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