As I marched right left on the night walk
Maggie's Culture Crawl all the talk
For those suffering cancer in life
Chilly night cut my face like a knife
Homelessness is now ever so rife
I had no clue that he lay in strife
Sitting quiet there almost disguised
"No spare change," I apologised
Grinning he gave me a wink
"I just want your bottle for a drink,
"Most folk run away with fright,
"Dealing with thirst is so hard at night"
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© Emdad Rahman
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