Being Invisible
I sit and watch the world pass
Wrapped up against the elements
A door way for a home
Against the world alone
The heaving rush of busy people
Going faster to their destinations
No time to worry about the poor
Averted eye's their noble cure
Sleeping with one eye open
Fearful of the thugs that come out at night
Another day alone passes
Can't afford rose tinted glasses
The soup runners treat us well
Without them, the world be hell
In the morning rush, they walk over me
An invisible man, can't make a plea
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