The Homeless, Section 3

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Author:  Carroll Scherber

Created:  May 11, 2015

The Homeless, Section 3

Traveling the pathways to success or poverty are the trail ways we travel through life.  The trail ways lead us in many directions whether they are to the right, to the left, to the North or to the South; but, the pathway always leads us in a direction so long as we do not divert from the sight which is set before us.  As we pound the paved or gravel roadways which are lined with soot and grout, the debris which befalls us is the wind which carries the barriers of our strife.  The wind attacks us from all directions even from underneath our feet; we find within the wind the troubles to success because the winds of change can lead us on to a road of poverty.  The winds come strong pushing us forward, because otherwise the winds that confront us are bodies are the stressors that drive us forward.  The gusts that drive us sideways are those men and women that lead us astray.  The wind that ram us into the ground are those who tower over us voice their strengths telling us we are not either educated enough, lack the experience, insufficient time in work, there is too much to read, or they pass us bye by turn the page, filing the paper for six month to a year, or dispatching an email to notify us saying “Thank you for applying; however, your skills did not meet the requirements of the position, or we have chosen an alternate candidate for this position.”  And, as the winds which come from underneath are the challenges we either step over or place our foot upon to huddle ourselves forward in the direction which will lead us into happiness and success; because as we know, happiness only comes with success unless you see things differently.

As we pass through these winds which drive us in multiple directions, we explore the avenues where the trees, bushes and shrubs shade us from the draught of the dried earth which keeps us above the ground surrounding our cities, our counties, our neighborhoods, our businesses, our residences, our homes, our shelters, our gathering places, and our nation; because, beyond our nation is only water that drives this oasis to either rise or fall beneath the lava which offers us land to place our feet, our backsides, our hands, and our hearts because our heads are filled with the winds which move our feet in directions that can cause tremulous, whereas, the tremulous can be noticed within the grasp of our hands.  As the greenery stretches across our planet also covers our backsides, and where the sun has caused our necks to raisin the draught which keeps our lands so does our tongues; we shroud ourselves with leaves and bushes to prevent the redness of the sun likeness and also provides with liquid to which will keep our lands flourished and our mouths moist.  The draught comes from the lack of opportunities for which the changes in policies have denied us the chances for success; whereas, the draught which has kept our mouths dry has disallowed us speech.  The shroud we wear which were hand-made from the branches, leaves, and grass are the uniforms we wear inside the environment of a society which does not see us.  Our covering may provide some shade but the sun supplements the necessities to which we survive in the wilderness of our governing neighborhoods and establishments.  As we tremble upon the ground where our feet are placed, our hands tremble within the shaking of our courage; our courage is stimulated by our confidence for achievement, and our confidence for achievement is met by the wind for which our tongues have flow.

The leather of our backsides matches the leather on our chest, the tans may be uneven but the leather upon our shoes is worn just as the sweat is drowning our irises and backsides, and the clothing is borrowed or used, whereas, we left a piece of clothing behind in the remembrance of where we have been because now my clothing is almost gone and that pieces that remain upon my backside are now the threads which hang giving notice that we need an abundance of furnishings which can only be provided by a hand to raise us up from the ground which we laid upon.  The leather is caused by the fields we have traveled for the rows are narrow and the fields are vast, we have lent a hand or we may have traveled across showing our thanks for we have lent a hand in the gratitude of the labor you have contributed to ensure our lands flourish underneath the soles of your feet.  Within the fields we have left many pieces, we have left many threads, and we have sewn many alliances where the land can cultivate and wield a harvest in growth of employment.  Our backs may be sore but the ground is cool to the touch because the grass has grown as we rested upon its blades, our feet may be wearisome from the weight of our bodies and the baggage we carry, and our heads may be overheated from the lava of the sun’s rays but we have toiled to ensure the fulfillment of our workforce which would increase the abundance of goods providing us with a commodity of riches.