You walk right past, a stain on this town
a mess, a sad decline, a waste of time, a blight a horrible sight
A waste of time
Look in the mirror, you are just the same, and less
a diseased mind, self obsessed, a crime
A day in their lives, you would cry and moan
Wishing you were home, in comfort and warmth
with your TV your gadgets, your phones
There is room for all, so stop judging, make peace, stop begrudging
give some love it never hurts, it can build lives and shatter walls
a kind word can melt hearts, a smile can warm the soul. so help them stand tall.
Thanks for reading.
kyle
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