one day...

I saw a homeless man begging for money or food to eat and I was overcome with an immense feeling of sadness and kindness for this man. This is what came out.

Homeless but not hopeless

What atrocities in life must a man befall
To have no friends, no family...no one at all
Walking ‘round town aimlessly in spring, winter, and fall
No place to call home when life throws hardballs
See pain in his eyes…his spirit crushed, dreams shattered,
People he pass stare at him as if his life didn’t matter
Unwashed Clothes battered
His life seemingly splattered and tattered
He’s homeless…

It’s a fact so sad, matter of fact it makes me mad.
How people walk around and don’t give a damn
When they see a homeless man walking down the street
Don’t see themselves in his eyes and offer him something to eat
Too many nomads living in the shadows of the inner cities
Sleeping in stairwells, face full of pity
Life, once full of joy, now not so pretty…its shitty
Truth is, it can be any one of us
When life and addictions get so rough...you give up
Suddenly, you got no family and friends
No one to support you or lend you a helping hand
Everything and everyone around you is like a distant land
What once was a home is just empty space
What once was a bed is now concrete…not lace

No money, more problems, just a feeling of self hate
Trying hard to survive and with hopes, wipe the slate
I can’t imagine the hardships of that man
How his life, once ample, slipping like sand through his hands
Wondering if it’s in gods plan, for this man to understand
Why he’s stuck in the cold, with no home
Its 50 below and there’s so much snow and no where to go

So every time I pass these poor homeless souls
With their shoes full of holes and feet and hands cold as a stone
I look inside and see humanity in its full grace..
And instead of looking around them, I smile at their face
Offer them a dollar, hope for the future, a food stacked plate
Such small things help abate their life’s deadweight
Life’s hard, but in small things they truly appreciate
Make no mistake
cuz in the next life, these poor souls god will replace
with other ones which cant negate their past mistakes
and they too, will be nomads in a land full of hate

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