A Poem for the Homeless

You sleep in a bedI sleep in the streetsI'm your shadow You eat at restaurants I eat from garbage cansI'm your shadow You're treated with respect and careI'm left in the streets, helpless for others to stareI'm your shadow I'm human just like you,But I'm painted clear from the palette of society.A window.Meant to be ignored and left to fend for myself when I am my weakest. When will you turn around? 

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world
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