Poverty

On these streets
Searching for direction
His riches offer no comfort
His armor no protection
What does he see
What does he miss
Only in poverty
Will he find his bliss

Where's the stable influence
That makes his day
Doors opened and entered
But none offer a way
What does he hear
What does he understand
Only in poverty
Will he find his command

Alone and tired
All these streets are broken
People pass eyes down
No words are spoken
What does he eat
What does he fish
Only in poverty
Will he find his wish

His life is incomplete
Living on these streets
His life is incomplete
And he's ok
His heart is complete
With the people that he meets
His heart is complete
And he's ok

The next time you pass
Look in his eyes
Maybe he will offer you something
It just might be wise
What did you miss
What did you find
Tomorrow you could be him
So try to be kind

His life is incomplete
Living on these streets
His life is incomplete
And he's ok
His heart is complete
With the people that he meets
His heart is complete
And he's ok



Credits
Writer(s): John Stranovsky
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