She never asks can i help you she only asks why
You have to sleep rough under the open sky
Fifteen years and homeless that does not seem right
That you are on the street at this time of the night.
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i would like to know what country & town this person lives in. the title is VERY misleading; the poem actually talks about both police officers AND correctional officers... or JUST police officers. & it is NOT 'correctional's officers'; it would more correctly be 'law enforcement officers'. also, it seems to have been written by someone who had family in jail/prison who were previously homeless {& if so, why did the family member[s] not help them out? ! ? }, OR the person who wrote it was homeless themselves. they cannot assume the officer is heartless; she was {here is a novel idea for you, homeless one} JUST DOING HER JOB. geesh... : -\
The meadow on the Lissan road year after year was home to the corn crack. I even had a “bell” on my bike that sounded like the birds call.