Got No Coat (standard:poetry, 219 words)
Author: MAC	Added: Oct 15 2000	Views/Reads: 3315/5	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
How a hobo must deal with a vagrant lifestyle and why society needs to help these people, espically the church.

Got No Coat                       10-3-2000 

got no coat I'm freezing 

that's what the hobo said 

no one there would lend him clothe [should be cloth] 

no one there would feed him 

a lonesome hobo to die and kill 

no one cared that he was impaired 

he went to the church 

they said you stink to bad 

went to the government 

said you haven't paid taxes in 20 years 

went to his neighbors 

said you're a homeless vagabond 

went everywhere he could think of 

no one cared no one wanted a hobo 

vagrants to die all thought so well 

no one considered his life a living hell 

no love no family nothing at all 

shuffled around from city to city 

trying to put him in jail with no bail 

trying to take him out of the system 

then one day he found a little girl 

she taught him how to read 

and how to write so well 

when her parents found out 

everything blew up 

said the hobo molested her 

but everyone knew it was impossible 

still he found a death sentence 

but that didn't matter to the hobo 

he had found what love meant 

he had found someone actually cared 

and when he was put to death 

a smile was on his face 

and a coat was on his back 


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