Alone cold, these streets under the houses of power
a man dies, no one to care or share his final hour
the misery and plight he fought every fight
to gets some peace a bite to eat, with one last breath he took flight
Beneath a blanket of stars, nowhere to call home, died under parliaments glare
as the rich elite walked past, never glancing back, not a care
big ben struck midnight on his last gasp, a last chance to save a life
another injustice against us the public, no care for our strife
Out of sight out of mind is the way they react, deal with it another day
brush it away, pretend that all is okay, bus them away
put barriers in the way of sleep, this doestnt keep them off the street
stops you seeing them there, stops you having to care, a deciet
The shame, this country is wealthy, it is healthy
but it is broken and built on lies, a failure to humanity
a land of neglect and hate has been bred
we deserve more, a land of hope, our money spent to heal not a new warhead
Where is the compassion, a call for action
a blemish on our nation, we are made to beg for mercy, we are fed distractions
A plea, lets make this a land of belief
not in fairy tales, but in our peoples relief
A place where help is given, no questions asked
where the leaders care rather than turn their backs
lets show that enough is enough
live with respect and love
Dont lay blame anywhere but here,
this is caused by a lack of care
the only blame sits at the feet of those who lead
who decide if we get to feed
So spare some change, a change of minds
lets come together as people and open the blinds
lets do some good its about time
to do any less is a crime
Thanks for reading.
Kyle
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