The Homeless

 

The Homeless

© by Bud Lemire on Oct 4, 2021

I think about the homeless, wondering how they got that way

I'm feeling lucky to have a home, and shelter and clothing each day

When I lived in Washington, I was quite aware

On the underpass, they were sleeping there

We have homeless here, and it's really sad

The churches help them out, for that I am glad

On TV, I saw them living in boxes one time

We need to help them out, cross over that line

Give a helping hand, do our best to help them out

Doing the humane thing, is what life is all about

We have people from the border, finding jobs around here

While there are more homeless, in the USA each year

They don't have a home, food, or a place to live

It's surprising they don't get help, from a living relative

One thing that I wonder is, do they even feel loved

In a world that can be unfair, they've been pushed and shoved

Is it a choice that chooses them, or is it one they make

To be out on the street struggling, for goodness sake

I thank God for low income housing, without it I would be

Out there on the street with them, wondering how to feed me

Being homeless must be a scary thing. To have to think about

each day and wonder if there will be something to eat, a place

to stay. I am sure it is even scarier with the virus going around.

Before we even begin to help other countries, we need to help

those that are down and out right here in the good ole USA.