Homeless

I SIT IN THE DARK, AMIDST FILTH AND SQUALOR,
REFLECTING BACK, ON DAYS I STOOD TALLER,
I DISAPPEAR, NOT EXISTING  AS THE SUN BRINGS NEW LIGHT,
HAVING NO HOPE, I DON'T PRETEND AND I CAN NOT FIGHT.
WALKING ON BY, YOU HARDLY LOOK, NOR CAN YOU REMEMBER,
IT'S SO HARD TO CARE, AS YOU SHOP IN DECEMBER...

CHRISTMAS COMES, CHRISTMAS GOES, AND THE COLD WIND BLOWS,
I MISS MY LIFE, MY FAMILY...  OF THIS, GOD KNOWS.
HAVING BEEN FATHER, SON, HUSBAND AND BROTHER,
ALL HAVE FORGOTTEN, YET LATE AT NIGHT, I CRY FOR MY MOTHER.
PRAYING FOR ALL WHO I REMEMBER, EVEN FOR YOU, A PERFECT STRANGER.
NOT KNOWING WHEN, WHY OR WHO, THERE'S A DANGER,
TO YOU MY  FRIEND, LET THIS BE A WARNING...

SO, PASSING A MAN, WHO HIDES IN THE SHADOWS,
DON'T MOCK THIS LIFE, NOR ALL OF MY WOES...
I NEVER DREAMED THAT I'D LOSE MY FAMILY, MY JOB AND MY FUTURE,
FOOLING MYSELF, MOST EVERY YEAR,
AS SEASONS COME AND SEASONS GO,
I SWEAT, I FREEZE____ FOR ALL TOO LATE I KNOW,
ALL TOO LATE TOO WISE, TOO LATE TOO WISE...

Created: October 29, 1999r.
Last Updated: November 7, 1999r.