i see you on the streets beging for anything you see sleeping in the alleys, and doorways as you can see, as i look back just a few yrs before i was happy as a lark with no worries as can be, i lost my selfesteem, job, family, some may had been do to drinking and drugs, but at the time did i even care, now im wonder where and when my next meal is coming from, as i sit on streets beging for more i feel like a heal with my kids at my side, shivering with just the clothes on my back and nothing more than i can say. its cold but what i can i do but shelter myself and my kids away from the abuse that has taken my life away from society

I have no first hand experience of an event like this but can sympathize with the loss of dignity and the uncertainty of the future. A good write.