crappy doodles and sloppy notes
01Nov / 2016
How can I ignore (when)
Out in the streets,
Many remain without a home?
Each tent
Lives a man
Encaved in hope (that)
Someday he’ll make it and
Survive.
Posted in acrostics, poem, poetry
Tags: California, Downtown LA, DTLA, homeless, los angeles, Skid Row, tent city
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