Analysis of Lost

I once met a man on the street with know home
People would laugh at the signs that he shown
I''ll work for food is what he displayed
But most the world passed him without being fazed
...
One day I asked him where are you from
He quickly replyed know one cares I'm a bum
I glanced and said surely you came from some place
His eyes widened up with a smile on his face
......
He answered from florida with a shy slow breath
He told me his secrets of tourture and death
1971 the year his life changed
Drafted at 18 is what he explained

Things that he told me are better unsaid
His memory is haunted by the ones he seen dead
He came back to people he once thought cared
But he's know longer the same which made everyone scared

He felt so lost in a world that forgot
That he fought for their freedom and now his freedoms lost
He showed me a picture of his beautiful kids
But he feels he can't face them because what he did

The point of this story
Don't judge those you don't know
That bum you just laughed at
Might be a hero unknown

POEM BY:JUSTIN MCCOY