The Summers and the rains and the winters; all are severe.
Days are harsh. Nights are tough.
I can’t stay awake. I can’t sleep.
Heat in the tar, dampness of the ground, chill in the air don’t let me sleep or be awake…
But my biggest suffering comes from the emptiness of human souls.
I’m the most visible yet the invisible resident of your cities.
In the hope of living some day, I die every day.
I’m the homeless!