Shoes 
A poem by Peter Jones
Could you walk in our shoes?
Live the lives we do?
No longer here to tell you
The things we have to do.
Everybody judged us
They gave us all a name
When we were out just walking
We’d hang our heads in shame.
So now we’re just a memory
One some choose to forget
But one thing to remember
There will be some more yet.
Not one of us are perfect
May not choose what we do
So please, please remember!
One day this could be you.
So would you like to take a step?
Walk just where we do
If you think it’s easy
Please come and take my shoe.
Peter Jones is a community project worker at the Salvation Army, Wrexham