You sit on the side of the road
bloody and beaten, you left your home
and you lay in the dust with your eyes half closed
and you pray that somebody knows
and you hope someone will show
compassion for you and your woes
and you hope to make a new home
but you are with no place to go
and they sit with you on the sit of the road
and hope and pray to find a new home
and you just hear their piteous moans
and the story, its the same and it goes
hand in hand with your own
and you know you can not show
you're pity for these people with foes
and you suddenly feel alone
and you know you need a place to go
as you sit on the side of the road
and hope to find a new home...
and as a smiling passerby walks
you here the murmers and the squawks
and you just sit there and you gawk
and they glance at you and away they walk
and you just sit there, face white as chalk
because away they walk
and you stand and you gawk
as the others start to talk
about how they turned their back and walked
you turn the other way and stalk
down the road, as others talk
for silently you were shocked
that down that road, away they walked
Work in Prgress!
COMMENTS
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Vikktor
04:00 Jan 05 2015
This is good