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STREET BY STREET ARE PEOPLE WITHOUT ANY
BASIC NECESSITIES
NO FOOD TO EAT NO DRINK TO DRINK
HUSTLING THE ONLY OPTION INSIDE THEIR
BRAIN TO SURVIVE
GRABBING ANY CUP TO HOLD OUT
"GIVE ME CHANGE IS WHAT THEY SAY IT'S
ALL THEY WANT"
CARD BOARDS WITH BLACK MARKINGS STATING
"WILL WORK FOR FOOD"
WALKING AND STANDING ON THEIR ACHING FEET
EVERYDAY MONDAY THRU FRIDAY
BOLD ENOUGH TO EVEN SLEEP UNDER BYPASSES
ON THE OUTSIDE UNDERNEATH THE RUFFLED UP
JEANS AND SHIRT LAYS A SMART INDIVIDUAL
A WELL- DETAILED HARD-WORKING MAN WHO LOST
EVERYTHING INCLUDING HIS JOB
RANDOM PEOPLE WHO PASS HIM CALLING HIM A BUM
THEY DON'T THINK HE STRONG ENOUGH TO FIGHT BACK
THE SUN DROPPED AS THE SUN DROPPED
NIGHT CAME
SCARED AND HUNGRY COLD AND FREEZING
NO BLANKET COVERING THEM
SLEEPING WITH ONE EYE OPEN KNOWING
THE BAD GUY SCOOPING THEM OUT
IN THE WAKING MOMENTS OF THE NIGHT
FAMILY DON'T CARE OF THE VICTIMS
UNTIL IT'S TOO LATE
UP LOOKING TO THE SKY TO MAKE THEM FEEL
SPECIAL
PRAYING ON THAT CONCRETE KNEES HIT THE GROUND
FIRST "GOD WATCH MY BACK, I DON'T WANT TO DIE SO SOON" THIS IS HOW THEY FEEL EVERYDAY
AND EVERY NIGHT
MOST OF THEM LOSE THE FIGHT
LAYING ON THEIR SIDE
FACING THE RIGHT
CLUTCHING THEIR FIST TRYING TO LET THE TEARS
STAY IN THE BACK OF THEIR EYES, BUT IT
DIDN'T WORK
TEMPERATURE DROP BELOW THE FREEZING POINT
SHAKING IS WHAT THEY BODY DO OVER AND
OVER
STOP THE PAIN
THE BAD EMOTIONS GOING INSIDE THEIR BRAIN
MAKING THEM END UP GOING INSANE
KILLING THEMSELVES IS THEIR ONLY OPTION
THAT'S WHAT THEY THINK
SHELTERS IS WHAT STAY IN BUT THEY GO
OUT BACK TO THE STREETS THAT'S WHERE THEY
ARE USED TO
GETTING ROBBED IS HAPPENING TO THEM DAILY
ONE DAY YOU SEE THEM THE NEXT WE SEE
THEIR LIFELESS BODY
DAMN WISH I COULD OF STOPPED IT
