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** It Could Happen To You **
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** It Could Happen To You **
Everyday I wake up on cold hard concrete
My body is aching, I have nothing to eat
Days at a time with no more than a crumb
It’s so cold here outside that my toes are all numb
People pass by me their disgust is plain to see
They show no compassion or empathy
I wasn’t always this way, life dealt me a blow
my world started to crumble a few years ago
I remember so well, like it was yesterday
I had a good life, I guess you could say
Money, status, a great circle of friends
I drove the Land Rover, my wife pushed a Benz
A beautiful home, platinum cards & nice clothes
We traveled each summer; we had it all I suppose
My wife stayed at home, I worked a lucrative job
But everything changed the night we were robbed
They invaded our home with intentions to harm
They cut all the wires to the phones and alarms
I had no time to think it all happened so fast
They screamed “where is your money, man give up the cash!”
I said, “Hey, take it easy, I’ll do whatever you say….
Just don’t hurt my wife… she’s in a family way”
I went to our safe and gave them all that I had
But they weren’t satisfied, they only got mad
They became very violent and pushed me around
One guy punched me so hard that I fell to the ground
My wife became frantic, she screamed and she yelled
The other guy became angry, he slapped her, she fell
I ran to her rescue, but he pulled out his gun
He went for the trigger so I started to run
It happened so suddenly, but I still can recall
The sound of the gunshot and the sound of her fall
I ran to her body, my thoughts going wild
I couldn’t believe they kill my wife and unborn child
What happened after that point I really don’t know
Time fast-forward to the day of my wife’s funeral
As I stood by her graveside in pure disbelief
I became overwhelmed by my pain & my grief
I gave way to tears and I still cry today
for my beautiful wife & child that were taken away
I could care less about the money, the cars and the bling
To have my family back I would give anything
But when they took all of my money,
I couldn’t pay what was due
When you’re down on your luck,
you find out which friends are true
Nobody would help me, I couldn’t get a loan
So they foreclosed on the house;
soon the cars were both gone
With no car and no money, I soon lost my job
I have nightmares each night and each day I would sob
As a result of 1 night and 2 men's brutal attack
Now I have nothing left but the clothes on my back
So the next time you see a homeless person
consider what they’ve been through
and try not to judge; ‘cause it can happen to you!
Copyright © 2008
Tags: Poetry, Homelessness
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