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The Grit Uplifted magazine is available in electronic form through the link on the right (“Issue #1, July 2011”). Unfortunately, we are all out of hard copies of the magazine at our location but they were also distributed to the following organizations and businesses, so please check at one of them for additional copies:
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Homeless
Back stabbing is the game you play
Destroying lives is your only way
Evicting people from their home
The streets is where you’d see them roam
You pretend to care but that’s not true
The only one you care for would be you
The ugly look upon your face
In my opinion what a disgrace
I hope that you will feel the way
Homeless people feel each day
Maggie Sue T
A woman in Time
Tired worn out face \
Salt and pepper hair sets the pace.
The fragile body that I see
Respected lady, I don agree
She lives alone, no one around
A couch, two chairs is all I found
A peaceful soul I must admit
Continue forward do not quit \
Life must go on it’s the way to go
Content and happy this precious soul
Maggie Sue T
Your above the law
Skeletons in your closet
Defeat will be yours
No where to hang out
It sucks when you are homeless
Oh well life goes on
To live and let live
My brothers and sisters
This is the best way
Please drive with caution
Innocent lives are at stake
It may even be you
Sun rises again
Dark clouds will turn to clear skies
Victory is ours
Nice