Shadows cast by iron bars I dwell,
Incarcerated, a captive tale to tell,
But within these walls, a spark does ignite,
A voice for the homeless, a beacon of light.
Once homeless, now sheltered, I’ve known the cold,
The bitter winds of life, relentless and bold,
Yet through the storms, I found my strength anew,
To share my lived experience, my truth, my view.
A sheltered heart, a spirit fierce and free,
Paid not in coin but in empathy’s decree,
I stand for the less fortunate, their voice I raise,
In this journey of advocacy, I find my grace.
Through these struggles, I’ve emerged refined,
In darkness, I found the light and purpose aligned,
Incarcerated, homeless, now a source of hope,
I walk this path, a lifeline for those who cope.
Sharing my love story, my heart’s decree,
I bridge the gap, I set the less fortunate free,
With each word, each act, each step I take,
I break down barriers, a difference I make.
