A Homeless Man’s Faith

A Homeless Man’s Faith

As I awake from a good-night's rest, I can’t help but see people staring at me

Is it because I lay on the ground downtown that they are glaring at me?

I haven’t had a shower in weeks and a home cooked meal is a thing of the past

Shelter is what I now seek as people stare at me as they walk; some slow, some fast

Some look with sorrow in their eyes and some look surprised, I can tell

A homeless man is what I am and some can’t take the smell

I would bathe every night because it’s right if only I had a place to call home

It doesn’t have to be as cool to this dude as the condo in the Pocono’s I once owned

It was only a year ago, two years before my mortgage was to be paid off

I walked into work, got my feelings hurt when told I was being laid off

Though I didn’t expect it, I had no choice but to accept it

Now as I struggle to live; I beg others to give, who could’ve expected it

My savings have been depleted, because my boss decided to downsize

But my soul hasn’t been defeated as a matter of fact, I’m on the rise

You see you can’t keep a good man down and a good man is what I am

So says the man above who has shown me love; though some don’t understand

Why I still believe he guides and provides for me, though I now live in the streets

My faith in him as a friend comes from within because he is a part of me

Yes even in the face of adversity he will always come first to me that I’ll never deny

I am never alone because to me God has shown he’s always at my side

So as I pray every night, I try to live right to change the way in which I live

I’ll get a chance to change my circumstance and it’s an opportunity only he can give.

Written by

Emerson Welch