There are 66,000 homeless people now on the streets of L.A.
I learned that fact earlier today, and I’ve got a few things to say
It’s a pity, it’s a shame, how reckless policies have ruined the state
of California
A man I know is making his Exodus, and I’m glad he is,
that he chose not to stay
California needs drastic, intelligent change
By:J.N.R Dutton
Huddled around a trash can fire fighting to keep warm
with growling empty bellies, clothes tattered,torn
Many people pass them by & look at them with scorn
but they are someone’s sons & daughters
Their lives matter too, so help them out
& think about that they could be me or you
By:J.N.R Dutton
Charlie played a blues harp
In a dimly lit back alley
Where he slept on a rag blanket
With his guard dog Sally
He played for pennies
Played for dimes
Played for meals
and he’d rattle off
His rhymes
Telling stories
and hoping for better times
By:J.N.R Dutton
I know I said in an earlier post that I was taking a short break, but my mind wouldn’t let me, so I came back early.
It seems to be on overdrive lately.
His old coat was worn & ragged, and so were the shoes on his feet
He lived in a box on a sidewalk, it was his only shelter from the streets
He never had two nickels to rub together, never knew the next time he would eat
Most people who saw him, they just passed him by
Guess they couldn’t stand such a pitiful sight
but a young man named Willie thought to himself
“I can’t ignore this poor man’s plight
If it were me, & I were in need
I’d want someone to do me right”
By: J.N.R Dutton
Let me tell you about the flip-side
of the California dream
It’s not all glitz & glamour
like is portrayed on T.V.
Housing is expensive there,
and there is rampant poverty
There are homeless, addicts, and panhandlers
walking the streets
I was only there for a little while
but I can’t forget what I’ve seen
More attention needs to be drawn
To this tragedy, this state of emergency
By:J.N.R Dutton
The Poetry Of J.N.R Dutton 