Golden streets aligned with magnificent gems,

aromas of roses and jasmine, bouquets adorned with crystal stems.

Within sparkling diamond houses souls dwell in love,

clear beauty residing in unbroken peacefulness, harmless as doves.

An eternal sun's rays keep the darkness out of sight,

spotlighting the heavenly city and blanketing it with warm light.

Feasts sumptuously prepared decorate shiny silver tables,

a sight so delicious it can only be described in the greatest of fables.

Waking from the fantasy the degenerate rubs his tired eyes,

arising disheveled he quickly clears his head of those night lies.

His ragged clothes reek strongly of yesterday's sweat;

a new wardrobe he needs but knows he will never get.

The heartless pavement is mercilessly cold and hard,

yet this is his home and the day will deal him yet another card.

He wipes away the sorrow and accepts that he will never be free,

stepping backward into misery he holds a sign reading, "Please help me."

Keyword: The Degenerate

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Posted by scooby 2008-09-03 16:50:00 .... Okay, I just wanted you to know I'm telling you the truth about how good your stories are. I'm not just giving you a five because I think you're cute. You are your own worst critic, but I'm SERIOUS! Good job. + Report this comment
Posted by harmattan 2008-09-03 18:32:02 degenerate It is time people were reminded about who they voted for in the last free fair and above board elections ever to be held in this world, twenty five years or more ago. As ye reap so you will sow. This is not a degenerate, he was a lamb, sacrificed as a (willing) victim of his own stupid avarice. Should have listened to the right people, but their message did not promise him anything personally, so he shut his ears. "Two tribes or More" will appear next week on my page. This is not an advert. It is a dare..... You colonials wanted King Regan. We Brits wanted Queen Maggie. Well, too may did anyway. Feel it and weep. It is too late now.... Harmattan. + Report this comment
Posted by colemoriss 2008-09-10 20:06:39 .... this was realy good! i liked the end part. it is sad to see people like this, with high dreams, no hope. but we have to make do with what we have..... + Report this comment
Posted by Kat 2008-10-16 01:44:14 .... i like your story so much..... it sucks that people have a lot of dreams and yet no hope..... well done..... looking forward on your other works..... keeo it up..... greatjob..... keep on writing dude..... you have a talent..... smiles..heheh..... + Report this comment
Posted by allmine 2008-10-16 09:32:03 .... Wow, how in the heck did I miss this one? This is an excellent view of the homeless person and how they view the world. It's sad that some of society has to live this way + Report this comment
Posted by StormWriter 2008-10-16 15:49:57 memories I wish I couldnt honestly say this, but Ive been there, and yeah its a damned hard life, but you have captured it well in this short but beautiful piece, very well written + Report this comment
Posted by Ruby Whispers 2008-10-17 15:19:11 Couldn't Have Been More Perfect This was beautifully written. The light and the dark played off of each other and giving both more power because of this. A poem worth remembering. J + Report this comment
Posted by Forsaken 2008-10-19 07:09:58 Gorgeous I loved the way the poem flowed, I loved the way that you wrote it. it was fabulous! + Report this comment
Posted by Forsaken 2008-10-20 05:15:53 Great! I think that you did a brilliant job of incorperating a story into a poem. It is really good because of how the story flows. You could maybe improve it by making it more exciting, like using more imagery? Nice work. + Report this comment
Posted by Eternal_Bliss440 2008-10-27 17:38:35 .... Wow. THe picture you had really added more emotion to the poem. THe words itself were really good nad I'm anxious to see whats happened next. If there is a follow up. Nice job + Report this comment

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