It doesn’t take long or much to become a street person. Homeless, as they are known, at any moment, something can come by and wipe out everything from under one’s feet, without a moments notice, including our homes. The recent cases of hurricanes, tornadoes, earthquakes and cyclones, anything can happen, naturally leaving devastation at one’s door, it’s what unhinges our lives.
Toppling the economy, rising cost of living has sparked a fury among our world, so much that Homelessness is on a rise. Homes are left empty and desolate. Due to foreclosures, a home can become unsettling. Paying bills can be quite frightening. Without the means to pay them, what can one do? Food, the one source for sustaining life? Growing our own can become a necessity. Money is scarce. Jobs are limited. There is nowhere else to go but sit on a ground, in our unwashed clothing and think of a day where our dreams may come true. If we believe hard enough… can you feel the acid burning in our stomachs.
Dream.
I know the taste of acid. It burns. Hunger pangs are growing. Without food we die. You and I.
In a flash our homes are gone. In a flash we are gone. Our lives are gone. One day, we are Homeless.
Yesterday in our kitchen, not long ago, we were eating toast, drinking coffee, watching television, catching up on a bills—we were laughing; only when suddenly the earth quakes, the floor opens and lives are swallowed. I guess the earth was hungry, too. It came along, big and strong, and ferocious; it came along and wiped the sullen looks of the new day from across our faces, into harsh reality.
The cyclone, with high pressured water wiped out people and towns. The earthquake smashed and sunk some. The tornado with strong wind span totaling homes in a matter of seconds. Hurricanes plunge water and wind together causing terrible calamity; spreading rain drops on lost homes, never to be re-entered again.
Yes, Homelessness, I guess, does come in degrees.

You never know what could happen. You just never know?



2 comments:
Hi lavel,
I remember as a child our house caught fire and we had just emigrated to Britain and scrapped together a setee and tables, some clothes... in one night all was gone. It was two days before Christmas and the Social Services in Walsall took my sister and I to the Coop and dressed us from top to bottom... it was the best Christmas I can remember, because the people around us gave us everything...
Ever heard "I was hungry and you fed Me"
"I was naked and you clothed Me"
Eva Ulian
Oh wow Eva. That's so powerful. So you grew up in Britain?
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