51st street

i saw a lighter on the ground i saw a kid throw his happy meal out of the window of a car i saw a stray cat rotting next to his missing poster all of his stray friends trying to guard the body from rats every killer, every sinner of every kind i find them here on this street i saw a squirrel on the ground ran down on the road, buried in dust I saw trash on the ground filling up the storm drains, we can't keep up with the flood every killer, every sinner of every kind i find them here on this street any living thing with a bit of hope inside is 99 miles away from this street i saw a girl, held against the wall she was being arrested by the cops a fallen angel, but nowhere near as saintly someone I knew, but who cares, really? i saw them throw her in the back i watched them drive away in the opposite direction of my home every killer, every sinner of every kind I found them here on this street any living thing with a bit of hope inside is on the opposite side of the world from this street the difference is like night and day like home and away it's different here, from where i stand and that's how i know i'm not on this street and i'm never coming back