ARRIVAL

I arrived here on 3rd of September

2010

I had 100 pounds in my pocket

and that’s how I docked

to London by then

London Victoria station

where all the poles arrive

but they had acquaintances jobs and friends

and I had just me and my survival  

and no ends to met

I had a couple places I loved

the

couple things I loved to steal

the

homeless good deal

What about homeless people

I’ll tell you now

that’s not about live free to full

that’s about to die

that’s about to be an idiot

that’s about to be a creep

that’s about to feel a lot

that’s about to sell it cheap

And I was a fool like every fresh man

and lost my hundred

and find myself with some man

I escaped as fast as I could

but I couldn’t do any better

my passport and phone and

everything I owned

was scattered

and I was battered and sore

felt like don’t know any more

am I a poet or am I a whore

and the Thame was crying

and the air was flying

and the angels was carrying

the leaflets of hope

for me not to dying

in the grave of my own

(...)

just another fool that find the world’s cruel