Street Kids
Down Down on Broadway Street
You'll find them torn and tattered
Still standing on their feet
You know by lookin' they've been through
fire , the by-product of mankinds ire
Seeing through their eyes
No one hears their crys
The dust , the dust of desire
has passed to pain where hearts do bleed
who who has what they all need
No longer daunted by
the reign of pain
having already drown
unable to stay sane
no longer children with arms
out wide , because the hope
hope inside has died
At what point does it all go
wrong, to be left so completely
with no remnants of song
no whisper of hope
the streets, the streets are home
where they dwell completely alone
this seeming emptiness and space
Baby baby it'll be alright
where now are those voices
far far and out of sight
there is something missing in their night
To sorrow they now surrender
thousands of children no longer fight
for the life that is their right
I hate to say that I've been there
all alone, no one to share
the only youth I had known
the way did come to me at last
even now not completely past
Ex 22:22-24
Jer 22:2-3
James 1:27
COPYRIGHT © 2009 C Michael Miller
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