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by Willie Warren/Po Poets Project and Coalition On Homelessness
A Mac G3 computer,
Has captured my attention;
.Various thoughts are having,
One-hell-of-a-convention.
My J.V.C. is jammin�,
I�m sitting slightly stoned;
Finally after ten years
The computer is my own.
Classic Rock are the tunes,
For this tale being told;
Of a Street Sheet Salesman,
Waking up, before too old.
His name was George Hester,
Lived homeless for a while;
Until he missed his family,
And decided to reconcile.
Knowing his journey was long,
And Ooohhh, so tough as well;
He knew he had to change,
To escape his living hell.
Surrounded by temptations,
Meant for different breeds;
Walking the addiction line,
While craving hunger needs.
Gambling for sleeping places,
In a shelter lottery game:
Sometimes resulted outside,
Alone with personal shame.
Daytime came very early,
Energy and wits on trial:
Coalition On Homelessness,
Was the key to reconcile.
Signing to sell Street Sheets,
A homeless paper for all:
Each visit was George�s chance,
For a long distance call.
Talking to folks back home,
Makes the difference in the world;
Pride and stamina surfaces,
Like a U,S. flag unfurled.
Going to the �Hot Spot,�
With Street Sheets you sell;
Customers acknowledge you,
With sales and stories to tell.
Good karma and a some luck,
Causes your wallet to smile;
It helped George get closer,
To home and reconcile.
His mind had now decided,
To get it together quick;
His children needed daddy,
George got on the stick
First on his agenda,
Sacrifices of his choice:
This raised his energies,
And power of his voice.
Deep in his subconscious,
A family fire burned;
Time for back to basics,
And use all he had learned.
Surviving San Francisco,
By way of telephone dial;
Is lonely and heartbreaking,
Until you reconcile.
Seeing the differences,
In the City�s street lives;
Stars, athletes, drivers,
Including husbands and wives.
Soldiers, sailors, and pilots,
And people who lend money;
Togetherness told George,
Go home to your honey.
Daily Street Sheet sales,
Made George a few dollars;
County Assistance Aid,
Helped him clean his collars.
Continuing weekly calls,
Building his money pile;
Charted George�s journey,
Home to reconcile.
Anticipation was thick,
Like night fall to a cricket;
Countdown time until,
He bought his home ticket.
His people are glad he�s home,
Here�s George�s last message,
To San Francisco and friends.
When marital problems arise,
And life don�t look too good;
Sometimes separating makes,
Couples think, like they should.
When children are involved,
Check your attitude and style;
It takes two loving adults,
To forgive and reconcile.
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