Thea's a man I saw day to day
Looks rough, and drinks when he can
As much as he can

Cloths seen better days
Torn, frayed, tatted, dirty
Cigaret burns on his trousers

Smelly

Scalp and face, cuts and scratches
Showing to the world that decides
Not to see


Life has not been kind to him
Life has treated him badly

I say hello when I see him in the town
Acknowledge the man with no name
We exchange smiles, a few words

Last Christmas, I gave a fiver to a church
So 'he'd have a hot Christmas dinner
And some company

Two weeks later I saw him , ask him how did dinner go
He did not know a dinner had been waiting for him
No one had told him , I'd not seen him
Anyway, he'd gone to the Sally Ann's
So he had a hot Christmas dinner and was not alone

The town, all towns have men and women with no names

Ken D Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet