A Bum's Blues
Street walking all day,
same clothes all winter,
people look in disgust,
they think you are temperamental,
why so judgmental?
the American way,
nose high in the air,
forgetting you were broke the other day,
homeless beg and plea,
spare change please,
as we walk by and laugh,
tossing our new car keys..
once upon a time,
it was a different story,
that bum,
was a doctor,
gained much respect and glory,
his story,
can revert to your story,
he gave all of his glory,
to his material inventory,
he soon felt he was invincible in every way,
so he began doing drugs everyday,
hookers came every way,
blowing money everyday,
he blew his life away,
soon the wife walked away,
that's how he became that bum today,
never judge,
you may have to overcome,
but if you can't,
Soon you may be that bum..
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