Lost in the Moonlight

By Victor allen Frost

Lost in the Moonlight...

Under the bridge and through the snow, where do the homeless go in Palo Alto? Loneness and despair are our only friends. The homeless garden provided fresh food and hope. It was all taken away in one day; this is their way in PA. Deep dark canyons of depression haunt us every night and day... (Ongoing pain and suffering). In the wet and cold of winter, we find a cardboard box, this becomes our bed and home on sidewalks, in back alleyways...Some of us DIE. (Accumulative Hypothermia). What do we have to do to end homeless harassment? Stand on the tracks and wait for the train to come, and end it all? Understanding is lacking, we are persecuted for begging for food. The homeless church meals, is dumpster food that makes us sick... We need organic fresh food... Our constitutional rights are stomped on every day; it becomes a part of our daily lives... Please God, help us to help ourselves...

Thank you, Victor Frost 6-18-09