The Lady Who Slept Under The Arche

The Lady Who Slept Under The Arches 
By Paul McCann 

On the streets of London

she found a place to live

and all that was left was just skin and bone .

She shivered in the cold winter wind

and slept around a fire at night cold and alone.

There in the darkness 
under the archway of a railway track

that had now become her home .

She had lived that way ever since

sweet karma had blown in to her life

from somewhere unknown .

She was no stranger to the
cruel hand of fate

that had taken almost everything she owned .

She lived on the street and did 
her best  to ignore all the insults 
that where frequently thrown .

Then she was lifted up on her feet 
and floated down the street

 into a bright  light that shone .

After that no one saw her again ,
people often wondered where 
the old lady l had  gone .

Her suffering was over 
they couldn’t insult her anymore ,
and their lives carried on .

Some of those who had  insulted her  

ended up under the arch
where the sun never shone .

 Then they knew what it felt like 
to loose everything and wake up

cold and hungry in the dawn .