Relieving Poverty

On the Street

(Group poem by the poetry class at St Luke’s)


I remember my feet being cold and wet

I remember asking for a few pence

I remember being abused by passers by

I remember the kindness of a few

I remember the police moving me on

I remember lying in a doorway in a sleeping bag

I remember being cold and lonely

I remember sitting around with nothing to do

I remember being thirsty with nothing to drink

I remember being hungry with nothing to eat

I remember sitting in the park in the cold of winter

I remember going to a café for a cup of tea

I remember being unwell and not knowing where to go

I remember wondering if things would be different tomorrow





-Special thanks to Nigel Wood and all the poets at St Luke’s Centre-

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