This is a merge of my 'Wanderer' blog that tells of two years of my three years on the streets, and a new blog that tells of my life after the Diocese of Winchester ripped through my life for for the last few years on top of the previous serious harm that left me homeless
This is a day to day blog of my life as I continue to survive, work on recovery and on the social problems that I have and try to come to terms with limitless traumas I have survived along the way.
This blog is in tandem with my blog about my experiences in the Church of England

The former name of this blog and the name of it's sister blog are to do with my sense of humour, which I hope to keep to the end, which appears to be ever more rapidly approaching. At least I laughed, and I laughed at the people who were destroying me. Don't forget that.

Here are my books, which I wrote for you if you would like to know more:

Wednesday, 5 June 2013

The Vagabonds:

In a land where people are polite
and the air is pure

I met the Vagabonds
the homeless travellers

I liked the Vagabonds
so I stayed a while alongside them

although I am one alone
I was happy for honest company

at night we would drink hot tea 
by the light of the stove

and they would talk well into the night
while I slept in my blanket

sometimes it is good
to have other people on gaurd

they kept watch and I slept 
safe and sound

and we linked arms 
and were family

us homeless and ragged
poor and desparate people

It was sad to leave them 
when I was called to Sanctuary

but they are in my heart 

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