The Vagrant – WHB … Pen & Sepia Wash
The Vagrant
Trapped in this
The world’s darkness
Imprisoned with the dead
Penned in this penitentiary
Another life I’ve led
A world unknown surrounds me
And never will unfold
For life exists without me
On such a slender thread I hold
Existence is my penance
My lot
The cross I wear
Nor health
Nor sickness please me
And who is there to care
Caged in perpetuity
Circumscribed by wire
Fettered by well meaning
Yet situation dire
Leave me here to rot
While no one waits my ending
No one guards my cradle
Situation pending
Roland's Ragbag 
Really like this Roland- reminded me of “The Gentlemen of the Road” that used to come knocking at our door when I was a little girl”.
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Many thanks for commenting, Cate.
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Your drawing of the Vagrant is excellent. A whole poem in picture.
As usual your poem is elegant and deep. You make us feel the despair and misery
the vagrant feels. Nothing matters much anymore.
No-one should be that down and out.
Miriam
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Many thanks for your appreciative response , Miriam.
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A profound piece Roland. You definitely set the mood for a soul with no hopes in the future.
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Sadly, such souls are always with us. Thanks for commenting, Eugenia
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Excellent image and words. A local vagrant recently died on the streets from an overdose, terribly sad, but there’s something in this about helping these people personally with “goods” rather than money. Lots of locals gave him money but our own way was to gift snack bars, drinks, toothpaste, plasters …. all in a made up bag. He is missed!
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Goods rather than money does seem a more appropriate way to help those genuinely in peril.
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I do thank you for responding Dr. B.
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Oh dear: man’s inhumanity to man. I have just re-read the biography of St. John of the Cross. Why do people do these things to each other?
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The world’s pain is the Devil’s gain – it was ever thus. Thank you for commenting Roger.
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