Why Am I Homeless? Poem by Kasia Fedyk

The man can't find his path,
He wanders.
Underneath the bridge is his home
He still remembers the warmth
of his wife's arms
The tenderness of her touch
The blanket not warm enough
The empty cans he has collected next to him
He remembers her laughter
It warms his heart,
but his hands are cold.
He shivers.
He tries to remember it all,
But he can't
Why am I here he asks,
I don't know
Where do I belong, he cries
He can't remember what brought him here
He knows only today