Homeless Women

Homeless Women, 
Wandering the streets 
Head tilted; holding out a calloused hand
Scanning the unforgiving concrete
She symbolizes the discarded and disposable
Hanging by, the thread of human generosity
Wizened crone speaking in tongues, 
Rasping with choked lungs, a forgotten song
Weather hardened skin and oversized shoes
Humming the bourgeoisie blues 
With black eye and a busted lip, 
On the social radar, she ain't even a blip
Whose sis, walks barefoot on the broken glass
Whose daughter, is out late, selling that ass
Whose mama, was cast off and lost her past,
Whose grandma, died in the alley, alone with the trash
Take my strength, my money and my hope 
I wish I could, give you love and community, to replace the dope