Start Date: 01-Jan-2010
End Date: 01-Jan-2034



My name is Peter Spyros Goudas, and if you google this name, it will link to my biography; to read up my story you will know that I was once homeless when arriving in Canada in 1967. 

There are many reasons why people become homeless. We are not here to judge them.

Our business is to make certain that we do our part without criticizing them.

That’s the last thing they need. Even if you ask the question” You may not get the answer.
Some of them have lost touch with their own identity, to begin with.

I wish to inform you that the United Nations, The world health organization, Unicef, The united way, Salvation army, etc to name a few, can do absolutely NOTHING for these unfortunate people.

They need to be fed immediately, this instant.

They need to have a place to sleep right now, not tomorrow.

These women need to be able to clean up themselves TODAY, not next week.

You see them sleeping on corners in big high traffic cities, some are accompanied by their loving pets.

I read in the comments section as people wondered all sorts of things such as:

How did they pay for tattoos?

When was the last time they had a bath?

How can they afford a pet? Etc.

Why they are not quit smoking?

Please do not engage in criticizing or bad-mouthing them.

One day it may become your turn to face the same situation.

Will you have their courage and resilience? 

Instead of spending big money $ 50-100 for an expensive big steak with beautiful dessert and fancy wines in restaurant outings, reflect for a moment on how a few dollars can help one or two of them.

Please refrain yourself from asking them to follow you at a nearby restaurant as some of the restaurant managers do not allow them in. 

There are many reasons why they can’t get a job and so many more why they do not have a place to sleep.

Lawyer: Mike Papantonio talks with Brigida Santos about why San Diego California has been arresting its homeless population.

I am not asking you to save the world, therefore, if you see one of them on a corner of the sidewalk while passing by, open your heart and be privileged by giving them something; while not expecting anything in return. 

Do not even expect their gratitude and thanks. Please remember, your kind-heartedness will be noticed by God and you will be generously and abundantly rewarded somehow. 





Street bum

Standing off the street, on a corner all alone
As if he’s hiding, his chagrin in the dimness

Should he be blamed, beeing born poor to the bone
Is he to blame. if he’s a wreck…
If he’s a wreck of life’s grimness
Oh, street bum. without a loved one
without a mother, or home to keep from
Oh street bum, inside the blizzard’s raging wind
a sparrow stripped plum
Oh street bum
Yet even he, maybe someday he will come through
in finding a dream, a warm bosom, just a haven
in finding two arms, to bestow him wings anew
and two sweet lips, to bring him back…
to bring him back his courage even
Στέκει στου δρόμου κάποια άκρη μοναχός,
θαρρείς και κρύβει τη ντροπή του στο σκοτάδι.
Όμως, τι φταίει αν γεννήθηκε φτωχός.
Τι φταίει αυτός, αν της ζωής…
...αν της ζωής είναι ρημάδι.
Αλήτη, δίχως αγάπη
με δίχως μάνα και δίχως σπίτι
Αλήτη, μες τη μανία του βοριά,
μικρό σπουργίτι,
Κι όμως και αυτός ίσως μπορέσει μια φορά
να βρει ένα όνειρο, μια αγκάλη εν' απάγκιο,
να βρει δυο χέρια να του δώσουνε φτερά
και τα δυο χείλη για να του δώ…
...για να του δώσουνε κουράγιο.



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