For The...

My soul is injured, broken down and shattered It’s just flat out destroyed It’s defeated, crushed, cracked and smashed For a single mother who’s unemployed It’s out of order, broken down It’s busted and defeated For someone’s homeless starving son Whose lonely eyes look scared and depleted. For the father of his only son Who was taken by a stray bullet For the feign with no cares in the world Except the pursuit of her next crack hit For the wife of her first true love To find out that he’s a cheater For the young girl desperate for love and acceptance Who lets her no good boyfriend beat her For the little boy begging for food Outside the grocery store For the mom who’s working three jobs That always wanted more. For the innocent man who was set up And being investigated for murder For the abandoned infant, malnutrition Who will never meet her real mother. Then there’s the college graduate Who never gets to use his degree Then there’s racial discrimination And worldwide poverty. With so much loss throughout this world What is there to gain? Besides the angst of misfortune and despair And the true understanding of pain. So open your eyes and reach out When you normally look away And give someone a helping hand To brighten up their day You cannot base your judgment Based upon a persons condition You have to leave that up to god And even he holds no conviction