Ghost

• India Zimpel, Grade 10
• Poetry
• 2011

Ghost.

By India Zimpel
I am a lonely man
Dressed in rags
One day I had a plan
And packed my bags
I am homeless you see.

My cupboard is bare
but ponder this when you stop and stare.

My home can be everywhere
Or nowhere.
I am homeless you see.

My daily meals consist of anything
Or nothing.
The money I have
Is given to me.
I am hungry, cold and alone.
I am homeless you see.

I have no tasks, no bills to pay
Not to bother the dread of the daily post
I am not here, I’m just a ghost,
I’m homeless you see.

Theres no more feelings of despair
my kid is gone, taken into care.
No more jobs, so I’ve been told
Can’t have welfare, no fixed abode,
I’m homeless you see.

If only people could see where I stand
And help me through all this.
I am homeless you see.

Will this loneliness ever end?
I wish for some love and attention
And someone to share it all with.

I wonder if I can last another day
I wonder what future has is store.
I am homeless you see.

I am a being.
I am human.
I am homeless you see.