The rain came to soak this guy at the bus stop, when bus arrived all steamed with up water trickling down inside flooring.
His main meal was last nites pasta with odd slice of ham added. Drizzled over with anchovies and capers.
As he sat reflecting on grey 24 hours asked himself, Did the news carry details of another Gun slaughter in America? Was there more bombings, killings in middle East?
Church bells echoed through the grey damp `sea fret` that enveloped the area since dawn. This day ended, very simply another new day arrived. Before retiring he sipped a lemon puff into warm Horlicks.
Next morning all around the vulnerable, got up early, `care in the community` never sought it's client. A slightly challenged young women remained in debt. No facilitator arriving to be alongside her.
Bones of Homeless ex soldier creaked in `wet tent`, in bushes in town hall gardens. Echo's in his mind, faded slightly as morning began.
A pan handler asked for more loose change to fund a habit. Habit they get no help to change.
Transport that was expected to take some to hospital appointments never arrived.
Deputy Prime Minister with her thousands of pounds of free clothes, her luxury free holiday, her publicly paid photographer? Lecture us at Labor conference Liverpool.
England in Great Britain on 24th 09 in the year 2024.
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