Homeless Man

Blond hair
Grey hair
Dyed hair
No hair
Walking by
Without a care
For the homeless man
In the morning air.

They would never know
he left a different life
a perfect house
no sign of strife
an adorable child
and a beautiful wife

Then one day
it all turned around
as an invisible force
pulled him to the ground
he'd carried around a subtle frown
which manifested
as a total break down .

The man that he was
he could not find
and no matter how much
his family didn't mind
he walked out the door
and left them behind.

Now sitting on a step
in front of a door
just catching his eyeline
draws your head to the floor
would you feel shame
for the disgust at your core
if you knew the story
if you knew his before.

©spor

The Raven

Quoth the raven
it always prompts
but yet it does not speak
its outlook bleak
and would gorge out your eyes
with pointed beak

Its coat
coal black
like the undertakers mac
and eyes rich in their socket
like the undertakers pocket
their posture still
as they fix a glare
like the undertaker man
trying to pretend he's not there.

taking to the air with elegance and ease
like the petals of the funeral wreaths
caught in the breeze
flying over head
still with no phrase to quote
as the undertaker man
fastens the final bolt
the casket now closed
we begin to walk
as we all depart
in the distance
a squawk.

©spor

All my pain.

Pain
pain
so much pain
it fills my body
drives me insane

physical
emotional
mental
hurt
no sign of the end
that's a cert

each linked to each other
in every way
gets harder to deal with
day after day.
feels like a race
with my heart at this pace
how i feel right now
written all over my face.

something has to give
something soon well snap
perhaps my mind
in this body
this torturous trap

or maybe my body
will just stop
stand still
no air in my lungs
no response to my will.

©spor

Build the bridge .

If only I had the words
words of weight
words of meaning
words of strength
laid on a line
they could create a bridge
between your heart my mine.

©spor