A Homeless Prayer
You see a homeless bum, when you look at me
incapable of love, living on the street.
A fallen man living off your trash
A lazy buggar begging a buck
I scare your wife on her Sunday drive
You tell you kids 'be good or you'll be like him'.
But it's you, your kind - the stereotype
working nine to five
trying to survive
one paycheck away
from living my way.
Maybe then you'll see
and we can both agree
We're both the same, man
living in God's simple plan.
Copyright © 2001