A man with no bed
I saw a man today Holding a sign that read, “Down on my luck, please help” I started to think as I drove on by; How that must feel and I started to cry. To be homeless, with nowhere to go; Nobody knows your name, You’re just any ol’ Joe What that must do to the soul of a man, Who once was a somebody, Had a life and a plan. Then found himself down on his luck, With nobody around who gave a fuck. Left on the street to beg or die, Watching with tears, As people drove by. How many times have we... Sign in to see full entry.