Poetry – Delusions of the insane

​www.kenslitepen.WordPress.com With all the precious i see on the routes A blessed route i call it The normals choose to ignore Free food but they don’t see what I see Free shelter but they choose to disregard My bed could be anywhere My food could be everywhere Made by anyone And I am immune to…

via Delusions of the insane  — POETRY PASSION

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