Periods in our lives.
It’s time to say about our lives we
See this day, indifference is alive and well
This year, it seems we have to shed a tear,
For all these people way down here, I’m talking
About the poor, the down trodden, the homeless,
These are people we should never fear as
They live their lives down here, we have to
Get them out of this rut, this hole, they
Are simple GOD fearing people, who are
Only looking for their desires in this life,
A little work a little sleep and something
good to eat, is all they really want, these are
The folks that sleep in parks, yards, benches
And by the tracks they only want to give
Back to all of us, who gave to them, when
You see them during your day, walking
Around looking for pay show them a little
Respect, some love so they can have a
Good day.
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