21.2.14 Tales of the Dead Ones 4

A frozen body forgotten by his fellow man
given up on this guy because of his
scruffy hair and tatter clothes
Homeless dead in the middle of winter

His body does not rot because of the ice
flowing through his brains
Blood frozen in his veins
He does not beg for help these days

Dead in the gutter
A vision for us all to be wary of
He deserved it is the sad truth
Each dollar he got he’d use to warm his soul
with spirits and ciders, an artificial warmth
that could remind him of an embrace he lost
He thought he loved

Homeless dead in the gutter
Frozen from the winter
No one stops to check his pulse


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