The life in me has faded long ago.
I have nothing to live for.
All i do is sit and wait to die.
The pavement is cold at these times of night.
The only thing that brightens my corner are the lonely street lights and the cars zooming by.
Maybe once or twice a day a nice woman, man or small child come up to me and give me some food or money.

Sometimes they just throw it at me as if i were a homeless dog.
Im just a homeless person.
A homeless man.

Others give me what they want to give me in my hand and ask if i need anything else.

I always respond no.
I assure them that what they give me is already like finding a pot of gold.
Either way, i take what they give me for it is all i got.

Sometimes i want to ask for a place to stay in stead i just smile with my rotting teeth and say
"Thank you so much. This means a lot to me. God bless you"

And then they leave.

Once again i am alone.
I have nothing but my cart with a blanket and some old rags ive found in the trash.
Eventually the sun comes up and more people come out.
A lot of them just walk by holding their purses and wallets tight.
I dont understand why they think im a criminal.
Im not going to run up and try to take what they got.
That is not me.

The hope in me has faded long ago.
 I dont know what to do.
All thats left is sit and wait to die.
 ive been out here so long the pavement has cracked ,
The street lights have gone out and the cars have gotten better.
 Every few days someone stops and gives me some change or food.
Some throw it at me as if i were a homeless dog.
I no longer care.

My hair has grown out all over my face.
I look like an animal.

Some teeth have fallen out and some have cracked.

Im covered in wrinkles.
 In getting old.
 As always i am alone.
My cart has only three working wheels,
Some worn out rags and blankets.

Theres a thick layer of pollution in the sky,
So the sky is no longer as blue.

The people who pass byare now the people who once were kids and turned into adults.
They are so used to me being here sometimes they try to help me.
 Once a girl came and sat next to me holding a mirror.

She asked if she could help me shape up and trim my hair.
 "No thank you" I responded,
"This is me. I am nothing but a lonely old ,
        Homeless man..."