Invisible Lives Poem by Kevin East

Just another living hell
One broken heart with a cardboard shell
Embracing your bottle with a prayer of a chancer
A mistress that takes but gives no answer
Nagged by the dreams you can't forget
Bagged up in the alley cold and wet
-Invisible people we all have met.
The minstrel wandering with his tenor sax
His money squandering as addiction attacks
'Homeless and hungry' plead the users
But we all know beggars can't be choosers
The banker who escaped his debt
-Invisible people we all have met.
Young woman ran to streets of gold
Let another fairytale unfold
Then her money ran out- and her blood ran cold
Another dream is rocked, another joint is rolled
Hunger burning and a heart that aches
They duet in your head when the city awakes.
Midnight fires warm the souls so frozen
Streetwise choirs sing songs well chosen
Fading too soon as the cronies fight
Over things forgotten in the morning light.
Yet more have fallen fron the high horse they rode
Roses round the door to 'no fixed abode'
Today you can whistle your contented tune
Tomorrow you'll be wishing on the moon
Gazing with the downtrodden stare
-Invisible people we all now share.