Across the Street
Man live by the power
He sees more power now
Many have power to leave
He powers himself up
Powered by the courage
He ponder all the opportunities
Opportunities that were bestowed
The opportunities he never took
Across the street he sees many
Across those tamed streets
He sees life taken to him
As a dog bark for food
He looks in despair and shame
As a rat caught on a trapped
He wants to fly like a free bird
Across the street is his home
A home shares with thousands
He wants to go back to that simple home
A home that he will find joy
There across the street he lay dead
Dead of cold winter and shame
Today he shall find joy
The only joy he long for years.
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